Divorced and Pregnant My New Life with a Billionaire Drives My Ex Crazy novel Chapter 446

“What, you didn’t run to the Clements family to tell them how we nearly got her killed, how she coughed up blood and almost died?”

Conrad settled onto the sofa, one leg crossed, his posture completely relaxed, but his eyes ice cold as he stared at his mother. It was as if she were just another guest in the house.

Annette was shaking with anger. “Have you said enough?”

“This is my home. Don’t I have the right to come back?”

Conrad just laughed quietly. “Didn’t you sell the house you and Dad once had? What does this place even mean to you now?”

A flash of embarrassment crossed Annette’s face. “Conrad, I didn’t sell that house. I knew you’d be upset, so I gave Sophie another property instead as a compensation. You know how hard her life has been with the Clements family. Her own mother only cared about pleasing them, never about Sophie herself.”

“She’s been in love with you for years. Don’t you really know how she feels about you?”

“Alright, you have Wiona now. I won’t say any more. But still, she—”

“Enough!” Conrad cut her off, his voice sharp and final.

He almost never raised his voice to his mother. Even when they fought before, it was always Annette who lost her temper, while he just watched calmly, letting her rage all she wanted. But now, his eyes were full of ice and anger.

He stood up, disappointment clear on his face. “If all you care about is Sophie, why did you even come back? Do you really think you can control my life? Without Wiona, I still wouldn’t have given Sophie a second look. Do you know why?”

He paused, his gaze steady. “Because of you! And about her scheming against you today—don’t expect any sympathy from me. You brought it on yourself.”

Conrad didn’t say another word. He turned and headed upstairs, leaving Annette staring after his cold, retreating back.

Annette stood there, stunned, tears running down her cheeks. She watched her son disappear from view, her heart aching so badly she had to press a hand to her chest as her legs gave out and she sank onto the sofa.

Why? How did things ever get this bad between her and her son?

“Ma’am, are you alright?”

Libby came over, holding a cup of hot water, concern written all over his face.

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