The Billionaire Who Stole My Heart

Chapter 711

Zella was forced to endure, tears welling up in the corners of her eyes. Marcel seemed incredibly satisfied. When it was over, he pulled her into his arms, “I’ve heard from Mom that Nova is getting better?”

“Yes.”

“Then let’s try to give Nova a little brother or sister.”

Zella suddenly remembered they hadn’t taken precautions!

“Marcel, I don’t want to do that right now.”

Zella struggled out of his arms, “You promised me that once Nova gets better, I can go back to work.”

Marcel didn’t like her defying him, nor did he like the idea of her working. His eyes darkened a bit as he spoke, “Zella, behave.”

Zella pursed her lips; she knew he was getting annoyed.

She took a deep breath, and then slowly sat back on his lap, her voice softening, “Give me a bit more time.”

Marcel surprisingly showed a bit more patience. His hand grazed through her hair, making a slow, affirmative hum.

“In a few days, there’s the Salter family feast. You don’t need to go.”

the old

unwilling to take her out in public. Her fair face turned a bit pale and she stayed silent for

away the lawyer Brittany had

no choice but to consider filing

track, and Brittany

Brittany had a couple of drinks and was having

become a recluse and nearly drank

someone at the table blurted

name, almost

husband

drama. It was clear they had a

really know how to play hardball. Isaac used

cold, “Mr. Adams, watch your words.”

the role you played in this? But I wonder, aren’t you afraid your son

cold shoulder, and even looked down on me. Now he’s down and out like a stray dog. If he were to come begging, I might be inclined to give him

one else dared

you should also know I wouldn’t hesitate to take you down either.”

and Isaac had a fight to the death. It was their business and

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pale as if all the alcohol in his system had suddenly evaporated.