PopularNovelChapter 492 She's Not Yours Anymore.
"Ugh, forget it.
If he could just get Elena to calong and keep him company, maybe she'd stop mocking him every chance she got.
Stella was coming to the medical wing for a checkup soon, knowing Elena's nature, she'd probably get the s"misdiagnosis" as he had in mind.
Right now, hardly anyone in the Dawson family knew that Stella and Abraham were back together.
So there was no way Elena would suspect Stella was pregnant-maybe she'd even misdiagnose her.... The thought made Eddie's eyes light up.
"Stella should be coming in for a check soon; she hasn't been feeling too great these past few days." "What kind of not great?" The moment she heard that Stella wasn't feeling well, Elena got serious.
Eddie said. “Just not much of an appetite. Probably because my brother fed her too much while they were in Rivermount." He emphasized the words "fed her too much" like he was trying to drive a point home.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtWhich he was. He was very deliberately trying to steer Elena's attention in a different direction.
After all, going to the Mambia Desert alone would be miserable. If he had to go, he needed someone to keep him company.
Elena frowned thoughtfully. That doesn't sound right. Mr. Abraham's always been careful about her portions; her stomach can't handle too much." Everyone-both the Dawson family and the Lukas-knew how much Stella loved to eat.
Her stomach was delicate, but her cravings were strong.
It had always been a headache for Abraham.
Now Eddie was saying Abraham had overfed her in Rivermount? Elena eyed him suspiciously. "You're lying, aren't you? What are you trying to pull Eddie's eyelid twitched hard. Damn, this woman's too sharp. Star hadn't been hfor years, and Elena still remembered the details of her appetite? Eddie waved his hand. "Why would I lie? Abraham hadn't seen Star in years-of course he spoiled her. Once they got to Rivermount, it was whatever Star wanted; Abraham just went along with it." Elena went quiet. Was that true? Eddie pressed on, "Anyway, she'll definitely be in for a checkup. Make sure you take a good look at her stomach He stressed "stomach" again, clearly trying to redirect Elena's focus.
Who wanted to go to Mambia Desert alone? Even if he had to go, he needed someone to suffer with him.
Elena thought about it, then nodded. "Alright." Wait a second...
"Then why didn't Mr. Abraham have you check on her?" Eddie had been the one who accompanied them to Rivermount, and the medical wing had all the necessary equipment.
Shouldn't Eddie be the one overseeing Stella's checkup? 1/3 Chapter 492 She's Not Yours Anymore Something felt off.
Eddie said, "I'm busy, okay?" "Busy with what?" Eddie ground his teeth. "Busy heading to Mambia Desert. I need to go pack. Star's all yours." He spat the words out, then stormed off, fuming.
Sure, what was waiting in the desert was important-but Eddie just didn't want to go.
10 Free Coins Especially not to Mambia Desert. The extrclimate and risk of epidemic outbreaks made it the kind of place even top-tier experts avoided.
Let alone him.
Once Eddie left, Elena sank into thought again. Before long. Marie and Evelyn arrived at the medical wing with Stella.
When Elena saw Evelyn, she quickly stood up.
She greeted them respectfully, “Ma'am, Miss.” -Evelyn guided Stella forward. "Quick-tend to her wound. Oh, and she might be pregnant. See what kind of meds she cant take" Elena was stunned. Pregnant? That scumbag Eddie, he'd been setting her up for a fall?
If she'd gone along with his "just check her stomach" plan and handed out a pile of meds, Mr. Abraham would've had her shipped to Mambia Desert alongside him.. That little rat. I'll deal with him later.
Noticing Elena frozen in place. Evelyn asked, "What's wrong?" "I'll tend to her wound first." Snapped back to reality, Elena quickly pulled out medication safe for pregnancy and started dressing Stella's wound.
Her anger toward Eddie was simmering now was unbelievable.
Over in the study.
Abraham sat with a stormy expression, lighting a cigarette before tossing the pack to Derrick.
Derrick caught it one-handed, frustration etched all over his face as he pulled out a cigarette and lit up. His chest still rose and fell with uneven breaths. "She's really pregnant? Is it yours?" Derrick's voice was cold; danger laced every word, ready to detonate at any moment.
If Abraham so much as said yes, Derrick looked ready to tear him apart.
Abraham shot him a frosty glance and said nothing.
And that silence-lit Derrick's fuse. "Abraham, she's my fiancee." "That's something our elders promised us, with their own words. Who the heck do you think you are—" His rage boiled over mid-sentence; he slammed a clenched fist down on the desk, hard enough to shake everything on it The two locked eyes.
The cold light flashing between them filled the entire study with a hair-trigger tension.
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Abraham let out a cold laugh. "Their own words? Don't tellyou've forgotten what kind of situation were in when they made that promise." they
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