Chapter 550

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As Ronald reached the doorway, he paused, turning back slightly.

“What?” Xander asked, puzzled.

But Ronald wasn’t looking at him. His gaze was fixed on Stella behind Xander. “Why don’t you head over to the medical room. I’ll join you and the baby soon.”

Stella nodded obediently. “Okay.”

Xander was taken aback. B-baby?!

Before he could voice his confusion, Ronald had already started walking away, leaving Xander frozen in his tracks, his blood seemingly turning to ice.

Baby? He glanced at Stella’s flat stomach. “You’re pregnant? Whose is it?”

“Are you coming or not?” Ronald stopped again, throwing Xander a dangerous look.

Those deep-set eyes of his radiated a chilling intensity. It was clear that Ronald’s mention of the “baby” was meant for Xander’s ears.

The conversation Ronald had just had with his mother in the study made it clear to him that Xander still harbored feelings for Stella.

Xander took a shaky breath, meeting Ronald’s icy stare. His pupils contracted, shooting metaphorical daggers. After a tense moment, he reluctantly followed Ronald out.

Inside the room, Stella put down the photo frame and turned to help Yvonne. “Are you okay?”

Yvonne shook her head. “I’m fine. What were you thinking, provoking him like that? You trying to get yourself killed?”

The moment when Xander turned towards Stella with that dangerous look, Yvonne had genuinely feared for her sister. She was half-convinced that if Stella had thrown a vase at him, Xander might have offed her right there and then.

Stella shrugged. “I saw him hitting you.”

“Yeah, well, I’m not pregnant, and I’m tough as nails. I can take a beating. But what about you? What if you got hurt and it affected the baby?”

Yvonne was still in shock from hearing Ronald announce Stella’s pregnancy Realizing the gravity of the situation, she was relieved she had managed to hold Xander back. She wouldn’t forgive herself if something happened to Stella.

Lottie, who had been hovering anxiously, chimed in, “Exactly, Star. That was really

dangerous. You’re going to be a mom; you can’t just jump into fights.”

Lottie was equally terrified, talking to Stella in a reproachful tone.

Stella couldn’t help but twitch her lips at the phrase “jump into fights.” In all honesty, when Xander and Yvonne started brawling, she’d jumped right in. That was exactly what it was.

Before she could respond, Lottie continued, “I know you were worried about your sister, but you’re not in any shape to deal with Xander’s wrath. Besides, when Yvonne and Xander get into it, who knows who’ll come out on top?”

Yvonne had been confronting Xander a lot lately, and she always returned without a scratch. Lottie

knew her daughter’s capabilities et

and despite the tension with Xander, she was confident the bonding between these two couldn’t be ignored, and that he wouldn’t truly harm Yvonne.

As for Xander, Lottie reflected on how the Quinn family had unintentionally wronged him over the years. Ronald, in particular, had vented his anger about Stella’s disappearance on Xander, leaving him no room to explain. He’d been chased around the globe like a fugitive.

Yvonne got up from the bed, inspecting Stella. “Let me see if you’re hurt.”

It had all been such a chaotic blur that she hadn’t had time to check.

Stella shook her head. “I’m fine. I only threw a vase at him.”

“Oh no, you’re hurt!” Yvonne exclaimed, noticing a cut on Stella’s palm, blood seeping from it.

Lottie saw the blood too, her breath catching. “How did you manage to cut

yourself? Weren’t you holding the vase?”

Stella glanced at the cut. “I don’t know.”

She hadn’t felt anything at the time.

“Get to the medical room now,” Yvonne urged. “You’re pregnant. You have to be careful with medication.”

With urgency in the air, Stella was hurried off to the medical room.

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