The Wrong Girl and the Wronged Girl (Stella and Ethan) novel Chapter 852

Chapter 852 That Baby’s Not Going Anywhere

Marie was already furious, and with Dan taunting her like that, she honestly wanted to beat him to death.

Thankfully, Derrick still had enough sense to hold her back and drag her away.

As they left, Marie’s voice echoed down the hall. “Dan, you trash!”

Dan shook Andy off and yelled after her, “Make sure she gets rid of that baby! If she doesn’t, she’s a loser!”

The moment Derrick heard that, his face darkened with rage.

anger.

Marie struggled, trying to jump out of his arms, but the difference in strength between them was clear.

He held her tight and carried her far from the scene; Marie fumed in his embrace, trembling with

If she hadn’t been there–if she hadn’t been pregnant–Derrick would’ve killed Dan on the spot.

But with Marie and their unborn child both at risk, no matter how furious he was, he couldn’t afford to lose control.

Once they got into the car, Marie turned her face away. “And you say you’re not covering for him? You literally just protected him!”

Derrick froze.

“You wouldn’t even let me hit him!” she accused.

“You’re pregnant,” he said. “The doctor said your pregnancy isn’t stable yet.”

“So what? If it’s unstable, let it be. Losing it would be great!”

Just thinking about the child being Dan’s made her sick. She’d rather it be gone.

Derrick’s expression darkened completely. Without another word, he pulled out his phone and dialed a

number.

The line connected quickly. “Mr. Tom.”

“Forget Ashen Pact for now,” Derrick ordered coldly. “I want every eye on Dan. Find whatever valuables he’s got left–then take them all.”

Marie was stunned. He is really going to strip Dan bare?

Of course he was angry–furious that Dan had provoked Marie into wanting to get rid of the baby. He should make him lose everything.

The voice on the other end trembled slightly but answered quickly, “Understood, sir.”

Derrick hung up and looked back at Marie.

“You’re not getting rid of the baby,” he said flatly.

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“Wait, what? Why not?” she asked, confused.

Marie thought. He’d just ordered them to destroy Dan’s life, but I couldn’t abort the child?

“Remember this,” Derrick said, voice low and cold. “The baby’s mine. The man who slept with you that night was me.”

Marie went silent.

“You can doubt me if you like,” Derrick said. “Just know this, if anything happens to that child, I will never forgive whoever let it happen. Got it?”

Driven past his limit by her constant disbelief, Derrick’s voice was sharp, furious; every word burned with raw intensity.

That ferocity left Marie completely speechless.

Especially the part about if anything happens to the baby, he’d come after her even if it killed him.

For the first time in a long while, Marie truly fell quiet.

She just stared at him, wide–eyed, utterly dazed.

Seeing her frozen like that, Derrick reached over, pulled her into his lap, gripped her chin, and kissed her hard.

Marie didn’t move.

His kiss was fierce, dominating, laced with frustration and heat; it wasn’t gentle–it was the kind that claimed and punished all at once.

He kissed her until his anger slowly ebbed away, until the sharp edge in him dulled. Then he let her go.

“Do

you understand now?” he murmured, his chin resting on top of her head. His voice was deep and magnetic, tinged with helplessness but carrying a commanding weight.

Facing his sudden dominance, Marie swallowed hard.

Still uncertain, she asked quietly, “That night… it really was you?”

“It was me,” Derrick said coldly.

Marie went quiet again. It really was Derrick…

In that moment, everything she’d believed shifted. The man from that night hadn’t been Dan–it had been Derrick.

Derrick. Oh my God, Derrick. Her thoughts tangled into chaos,

Just then, Derrick’s phone buzzed in his hand. He set her down beside him and glanced at the screen- Dan was calling.

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He hung up immediately.

Marie hesitated, swallowing hard. “Um… so…”

So what? She didn’t even know where to begin.

She looked at him blankly and finally asked, “Then… all those things I did to Dan before–what does that mean?”

“It means he was just unlucky.” Derrick said bluntly.

Marie fell silent. Uh… wow.

Hearing that, her face twisted into an expression somewhere between disbelief and embarrassment.

“And you?” she started.

“What about me?” Derrick shot back. “I told you from the start it was me. You’re the one who insisted I was taking the blame for Dan.”

Marie said nothing.

She was completely, utterly speechless.

Sniffling softly, she opened her mouth again–but this time, no words came out.