The Returned Heiress Who Never Fit In

Chapter 491 Pregnant and Still Throwing Hands

Those deep, penetrating eyes carried a suffocating chill.

It was obvious–when Abraham had just said “baby,” he meant it for Derrick to hear.

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And everything Stella had just discussed with her mother in the study made it crystal clear, Derrick still harbored feelings for Stella.

Derrick looked at Abraham, his breath unsteady.

In that moment, his narrowed pupils shot out daggers of ice.

He glared fiercely at Stella before turning to follow Abraham

Inside the room.

Stella set the photo frame down and reached out to support Marie. “Are you okay? Are you hurt?”

Marie shook her head. “I’m fine. What were you doing just now? Are you out of your mind, provoking him like that?”

The look in Derrick’s eyes as he turned toward Stella just moments ago–so dangerous,

Marie had even suspected that if Stella hadn’t smashed that vase, Derrick might’ve strangled her on the spot.

Stella said, “I saw him hitting you.”

“Hitting me? Please. I’m not pregnant, and I’ve got thick skin, even if I fought him, I wouldn’t come out too bad. But what if you got hurt–what about the baby?”

When Abraham had said Stella was pregnant, Marie had been stunned.

Once she snapped out of it, the fear hit her hard. Thank goodness she’d reacted quickly and managed to grab hold of Derrick

If Stella had gotten injured, then what?

Evelyn stepped up, clearly shaken. “Exactly, Star. That was way too dangerous just now. You’re about to be a mother, and you still jumped into a brawl

had

came forward and

a brawl,” Stella’s mouth twitched

were fighting and she jumped in too–yeah, that kind of was

“I get that you’re worried about

Derrick

confronting Derrick for days now, and every time she came back without

daughter was capable of; and while there’d been resentment between her and Derrick over

Speaking of Derrick…

Right

thinking that over the years, the Dawson

vented all the fury

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had barely even had

hunted him down across the globe like a mad

Stella a once–over. “Let me see–are

earlier, she hadn’t had time

her head. “No. I just

“Wait–you’re hurt!”

a slice on Stella’s palm, where a shard of porcelain had

saw the blood too, her breath

the vase, weren’t you?

at the cut in her palm. “I

had seemed intact. How had

even felt it

pregnant;

Marie was already panicking.

hurried Stella

she heard Eddie was headed to the Mambia Desert–she laughed for ten whole

of them, grew darker and darker in the face. “How long do you plan

was already seething; and this woman

weren’t enough–she’d kept it going for ten damn minuses,