The Wrong Girl and the Wronged Girl (Stella and Ethan) novel Chapter 491

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

Even she had been scared stiff.

She came forward and scolded Stella.

At the words “jumped into a brawl,” Stella’s mouth twitched involuntarily.

Well… technically, when Derrick and Marie were fighting and she jumped in too–yeah, that kind of was a brawl.

Before she could say anything, Evelyn continued, “I get that you’re worried about your sister, but your body can’t handle Derrick’s rage right now.”

“And anyway, when it comes to Marie and Derrick fighting, who knows who’d actually come out worse?”

Marie had been confronting Derrick for days now, and every time she came back without a scratch.

Evelyn knew exactly what her daughter was capable of; and while there’d been resentment between her and Derrick over the years, some of their past affection was still there–Derrick wouldn’t go all out on Marie.

Speaking of Derrick…

Right

now, Evelyn couldn’t help thinking that over the years, the Dawson family had actually wronged him quite a bit.

Especially Abraham–he’d vented all the fury from Stella’s disappearance straight onto Derrick.

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Chapter 491 Pregnant and Still Throwing Hands

The guy had barely even had a chance to explain himself.

Abraham had hunted him down across the globe like a mad dog

Marie climbed off the bed and gave Stella a once–over. “Let me see–are you hurt?”

Things had gotten so chaotic earlier, she hadn’t had time to check

Stella shook her head. “No. I just smashed a vase on him.”

“Wait–you’re hurt!”

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

Evelyn saw the blood too, her breath hitched.

“You were holding the vase, weren’t you? How did you manage to cut yourself?”

Stella looked at the cut in her palm. “I have no idea.”

She’d grabbed the vase on instinct; it had seemed intact. How had she ended up cutting herself?

She hadn’t even felt it at the time.

“Go to the medical wing–quick. You’re pregnant; you can’t just use any meds.”

Marie was already panicking.

Just like that, they hurried Stella off to the medical room.

In the medical wing. Elena burst into laughter when she heard Eddie was headed to the Mambia Desert–she laughed for ten whole minutes…!

Eddie, who had to listen to her for all ten of them, grew darker and darker in the face. “How long do you plan on laughing?”

He was already seething; and this woman just kept laughing.

As if that weren’t enough–she’d kept it going for ten damn minuses, What kind of person did that?

Elena wiped her eyes with a tissue. “So you finally managed to piss off Mr. Abraham. I told you, your mouth…”

Everyone around Abraham knew about Eddie’s mouth. Back then, people had all been wondering how long Abraham could possibly tolerate it.

Eddie rubbed his forehead. “It’s not about my mouth.”

And really–it pained him to say it.

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