The Returned Heiress Who Never Fit In

Chapter 291 You Will Regret It

Derrick stood upright, his gaze cold and piercing as he looked down at her.

A sense of unprecedented danger radiated from him, and even Stella, who had been so bold moments ago, now trembled under his intense stare.

“What are you staring at me for?” she asked, her voice faltering.

Derrick took a step forward, closing the distance between them. Stella instinctively backed away, but her back hit the wall. There was nowhere left to retreat.

“What… What are you doing? Move!” she demanded.

She tried to push him away, but the man suddenly leaned in, his warm breath brushing against her ear. “Do you remember what I told you before you left Falvaria?” His voice was low, carrying a hint of barely restrained anger.

Stella tensed. What had he said?

Her mind flashed back to the moment when Derrick, covered in blood, had approached her. She had no idea what had happened to him that day, or why he was covered in blood.

He had said, “Remember, you’re my fiancée. Leaving Falvaria is the best thing for you. I’ll come and get you myself.”

At the time, Stella had been consumed by anger at his threats involving her mother and sister. Without thinking, she slapped

him.

Then, with tears streaking down her face, she turned and walked away, Behind her, his cold voice had called out. Remember, don’t have any contact with Abraham, or else…”

Or else what?

the Dawson family was complicated. She couldn’t afford to make more enemies, especially

it up now, Stella lifted her gaze, her

of her head. “It seems you’ve ignored my words, or

Remember what?” she snapped.

mark? Derrick growled, his eyes glowing with fury. He seemed ready to

“Are you

words, Derrick’s grip tightened,

away. Instead, she reached for his abdomen, trying to grab hold of anything

eyes turning icy cold before he let out

finished speaking, he

want me to have no children? Or do you want to be a widow for the rest of your

back, instinctively loosening

her eves wary as she watched him. Derrick bent forward, casting a side glance

1/2

Finished

was, only added

scoffed. “Go ahead, throw it. If you don’t kill me, I’ll make sure you

“You!” she hissed.

left to lose,

lesson Marie taught her when

a moment of panic, Stella swung the ashtray at her own

“Stella”

as he grabbed her wrist, squeezing so hard it

bones.