All Chapters of Marry My Billionaire Second Husband : Chapter 211 - Chapter 220

Amelia sucked in a quick breath as Matteo’s face immediately darkened. Even Emmeline seemed worried― and why wouldn’t she be? She had known Matteo for years, enough to know how much he yearned for his missing mother."Get out," Matteo growled out, his eyes glinting with vehement hatred. Catherine took a quick step back as Matteo’s shadow seemed to grow wider before her very eyes."Why should I?" Catherine said with a huff. "I have every right to be here." She then turned to Amelia, her eyes cold. "If there’s anyone who should leave, it should be this homewrecker. I am your stepmother, Matteo, and the godmother of Emmeline. As a family member, I have the right to keep my beloved goddaughter company.""Homewrecker?" Matteo echoed, scoffing. He coldly laughed. "You of all people have no right to speak of such things. It’s nice that you know my mother is gone― perhaps you would also like to recall why it is that she is."Matteo then harshly glared at Doctor Jules, all but sneering in the

Immediately, she called Matteo back. He picked up without delay."So... what did the report say?" Amelia asked worriedly, while Aiden skulked closer, wanting to eavesdrop on the conversation. Amelia didn’t even bother to fend him off; the news would be made public sooner or later eventually.There was a brief pause from Matteo’s end of the line, and Amelia heard warning bells ring in her head. Any hesitation from Matteo was a bad sign since Matteo would have rejoiced the moment the report came back with a negative result."Are you sitting down?" Matteo asked. "You might want to sit down for this.""...No, should I be?" Amelia asked, her heart sinking at Matteo’s words. She had an awful premonition. "Matteo, out with it. Don’t waste my time. Are you the father of Emmeline’s child?""The report states so," Matteo said, his voice wooden. It sounded like he himself could not believe his own words.Amelia felt the world shift under her feet, as though she was on a rapidly sinking ship.The

"I don’t see what’s so difficult," Isaac said with a roll of his eyes. "Organize a press conference. Say the truth about what happened― Emmeline assaulted him and the world deserves to know instead of pinning the blame on Amelia and calling her a homewrecker."Ever since the day of the test result, Amelia had returned to stay with her father, Dimitri, and Ronan at the latter’s house. It was a tight squeeze, and Amelia had no choice but to sleep on a small mattress on the floor of her father’s room, but it was infinitely better than having the paparazzi waiting for her outside of Matteo’s apartment.Isaac had appeared more often, especially after hearing of Amelia’s bouts of sickness. Her nausea came in waves on and off, and this morning, Dimitri had requested he personally come over for a look at Amelia’s health.When Isaac offered his services previously, Amelia had always declined. However, since she was trying to beat her body down into ashes, Dimitri thought to step in― under her

"Surprise?" Aiden said awkwardly. He tried to wave before he realized that it would cause the box to topple even further. He was met with two pairs of deadpan eyes. "Hi there, fancy meeting you here!""This is my house," Dimitri said flatly. "I live here. What are you doing here?""I’m moving in next door," Aiden said cheerfully, putting his box on the floor.As if to prove his point, Amelia spotted a variety of collectible figurines, along with some books inside the open box. She peered further into the corridor and there were more boxes piled alongside the walkway from the lift lobby. Aiden was clearly still moving in!Dimitri’s eyebrow twitched. This was a fire hazard waiting to happen! Even if he didn’t know Aiden from before, this would have given him a very negative first impression of his new neighbor."You’re not serious. What happened to your old house?" Amelia asked, stunned."It’s unlivable," Aiden complained. "Now that Emmeline has the crown prince in her womb, my parents

Emmeline had chosen her prettiest white dress. It had always been one of her favorites, a dress she and Kelsie had picked out together while they were out shopping in Paris a year ago.A year ago.One year ago, there was no Amelia Kentwood. Matteo Montgomery was on the way to becoming her fiancé and soon-to-be husband, and she was still the prized jewel and sole successor of the Hawthorne fortune.Everything was perfect one year ago. That all changed when Amelia arrived in their lives. Her marriage plans were ruined, she was kicked out of the family by the grandfather who had doted on her since young, and she had to resort to such dirty tactics in order to get the man she was always promised.Her hand landed on her belly. A small bump had already formed, and maybe in a month or so, this bump would no longer be hidden behind puffy dresses and long skirts. Tenderly, she ran her hand down the surface.This child was her ticket back to the Hawthorne family home, albeit that was not the fi