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

she had

came forward and

words “jumped into a brawl,”

she jumped

continued, “I get that you’re worried about your sister,

when it comes to Marie and Derrick fighting, who knows who’d

days now, and every

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

Speaking of Derrick…

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help thinking that over the years, the Dawson family had

the fury from Stella’s disappearance straight

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guy had barely even had a chance to

down across the globe like a

off the bed and gave Stella a once–over. “Let me

so chaotic earlier,

head. “No. I just smashed a vase on

“Wait–you’re hurt!”

spotted a slice on Stella’s palm, where a shard of porcelain had cut through.

saw the blood too, her breath

the vase, weren’t you? How did you manage

the cut in her

the vase on instinct; it had seemed intact. How

felt it at

wing–quick. You’re pregnant;

Marie was already panicking.

that, they hurried Stella off to the

laughter when she heard Eddie was headed to the Mambia Desert–she laughed for

ten of them, grew darker and darker in

seething; and this

enough–she’d kept it going for ten