Mr. Kane Got cklisted By Eleven Jewell Chapter 211


    Chapter 211


    “But, that doesn’t guarantee a hundred percent protection,” said Ste. “With our divorce impending, I


    don’t want to take any chances. The thought of having an abortion at the hospital and the pain it would


    cause just terrifies me.”


    Keegan felt uneasy. He cleared his throat and said, “When that happens, no one will force to get an


    abortion. We can keep the baby.”


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    Ste paused and turned to face Keegan. She then spoke in a serious tone. “Keegan, I don’t want my


    child to share their father’s love with anyone else. If I do end up pregnant, I won’t want to have the


    baby.” Ste did not want her child to go through the same thing that she had experienced.


    Keegan’s heart suddenly constricted. His face suddenly turned sulky, as he said, “Then, that would be


    great. I wouldn’t want a burden during the divorce either!”


    With that, Keegan walked away with a serious expression. His arm identally knocked over a nt,


    and a pot of freesia tumbled to the ground and shattered into pieces.


    Ste watched him leave the rooftop before picking up the broken pot. Suddenly, her movements


    stopped when she noticed a few drops of blood on the spot where Keegan had been standing.


    Only then did she realize that Keegan had not fully recovered from the injury, and the strain from


    holding her all the way back just to put up a show with her must have reopened the wound on his arm.


    Ste’s heart tightened. When she was about to go after him, she heard the sound of Keegan’s car


    engine starting and driving away. So, she paused her step and ultimately stayed put.


    That night, Keegan did note home, and Ste was unable to sleep peacefully.


    The next morning, she rose from her bed upon hearing somemotion downstairs. Keegan, who had


    just stepped into the house, saw her. He had a nk expression on his face as he walked straight past


    her and headed to the refrigerator to grab a bottle of water.


    Ste noticed that Keegan was not wearing the same clothes he had worn the night before, indicating


    that he did not stay at a hotel.


    She hesitated and softly asked, “Have you had breakfast? What would you like to eat? How’s your


    wound? Have you changed the bandage?


    Keegan tightened his grip on the bottle and sneered, “Mrs. Kane, there’s no need to put on a show with


    just the two of us here.”


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    She masked her sadness and acted nonchnt as she responded, “Your quick recovery means you


    can return to work, gain control of thepany, and ultimately, I can divorce you sooner and receive


    my share. So, I assure you, this is not just an act.”


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    Keegan’s expression turned dark, and after a long pause, he said, “You’re so selfish, Ste Jewell. All


    you ever think about is yourself!” He threw the empty bottle into the trash can and went upstairs with an


    impassive face.


    Ste felt a pang of sadness. She sniffled softly as she opened the refrigerator and took out a


    container of pelmeni that she had made a few days ago. Then, she started cooking them on the


    stove.


    When Ste was almost done cooking the pelmeni, she received a notification on her phone. It was a


    post from Be on social media. Ste hesitated before tapping the screen to view it.


    The post showed a picture of a bloody bandage with the caption, “Feeling sad.” Ste could see a


    rabbit hairpin on the bandage, which she had used to secure the bandage in ce so it would not


    come loose. She pursed her lips, and her emotions welled up inside her.


    ‘So, he has someone to care for him,’ she thought as she chuckled bitterly to herself. She then turned


    off the stove, changed her clothes, and headed out.


    At Ste and Felicity’s agreed meeting ce, Ste was absentmindedly stirring her coffee. Suddenly,


    Felicity rushed in with apanion. Ste only became aware of their presence when they approached


    her table.


    “What’s wrong? Did you have trouble sleepingst night?” Felicity teased Ste before turning to the


    woman next to her. “She’s Ste, the bestie I told you about, the one looking for an assistant.”


    Ste snapped out of her thoughts and gestured for them to take a seat.


    Felicity introduced, “Ste, this is Shea Cheel. She’s four years older than us. I’ve been calling her


    Shea.” She added, “You called me early in the morning to make an appointment. Luckily, Shea is


    avable. Why did you get up so early?


    “I couldn’t sleepst night, so I woke up early,” said Ste before looking at Shea.


    As Felicity had previously mentioned, Shea was thirty years old, which was not that old. However, the


    stress of raising a child might have taken a toll on her appearance, making her look haggard for


    someone her age.


    Shea was petite, standing around five feet tall. Her skin tone was not particrly fair, and she was


    average in appearance. However, she was well-groomed, which made her quite pleasing to the eye.