He Regretted Kicking Me And Our Babies Away by David Ellison

Chapter 306 Your Two Women Are About to Fight

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Boris pondered. David should step in and stop this! If Elizabeth and Caroline started fighting, wouldn’t he be the one caught in the middler

But…

David remained expressionless and let Elizabeth do as she pleased.

Boris sighed, rubbing his forehead. He had a bad feeling about this banquet–things were about to spiral out of control.

Meanwhile, David stood calmly in place, one hand casually tucked into his trouser pocket while the other picked up a glass of red wine from a passing waiter’s tray. He swirled it lazily.

“You seriously have the mood to drink right now?” Boris asked. “Your two women are about to tear each other apart. Do you even realize that?”

“I do.”

“Then why are you just-”

“So what?” David’s tone was indifferent. “If they have what it takes, they’ll win. If they don’t, they’ll lose.”

“What the heck is wrong with you?” Boris shot him a sharp look. “I thought you loved Caroline. Why are you suddenly getting so close to Elizabeth? Bringing her here as your date–it’s practically an open acknowledgment of her status! You’re giving her a title. Caroline must be furious.”

“She’s furious?”

that hard to

the past month, he had deliberately ignored her, kept his distance, treated her with complete indifference–yet she

room, he had gotten

healthier, more

fine without him. In fact,

just fine,” David said coldly. “She’s more tolerant than you

Boris wasn’t convinced.

the corners of his lips curving

And the baby is

“Of course.”

man’s children, and

expression turned colder. “I asked Caroline what she wanted me to do about

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wanted you to keep

“Exactly.”

Realization dawned on Boris,

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was the only reason she could accept Elizabeth’s child so

his heart to her–only for it to

flaunting her presence. He was

I hurting

she was just speaking out of anger,” Boris suggested, trying to ease the tension. “You two are married. Late at night, when it’s just the two of you, why don’t you sit