All Chapters of Mr. Sterling, Your Wife Wants the Baby, Not You: Chapter 41 - Chapter 50

Back then, Claire had only wondered if she had somehow offended Adrian’s friends without realizing it. That was the only reason she had asked. She had never expected his response to be so cold. His indifference stung, souring her mood for days.Adrian, meanwhile, remained completely unaffected. He never seemed to notice when she was upset, or maybe he did and simply did not care. Either way, he never spent a moment trying to make her feel better.So Claire did what she always did. She talked herself down, swallowed the hurt, and went quiet. She had grown up without ever truly knowing what it felt like to be cherished, to be fussed over, to be at the center of someone’s concern. She convinced herself that distance was normal and being overlooked was just how relationships worked. She even told herself not to be so sensitive.Looking back now, she realized that everyone goes through a phase of embarrassing foolishness. Some come to their senses quickly; others take the scenic route. Lovi

Claire was caught completely off guard.Especially when Adrian, looking as lazy and unhurried as ever, let his gaze travel over her with infuriating calm, starting at her bare shoulders and neck and moving lower.His eyes skimmed over the soft rise of her chest, faintly defined beneath the towel knotted tightly around her.She had not finished drying off.Under the warm overhead light, the damp sheen on her skin caught the glow, leaving her with the soft luster of a flawless pearl.Her legs were long and striking.And paired with that flicker of surprise on her face, along with the instinctive way she covered her chest, the whole image carried the illusion of shyness.Claire was not shy.She was startled and irritated.“Why are you...”She had not even finished asking what he was doing in her room before Adrian strode in.By then, his gaze had already shifted away from her.“When did you get here?” he asked.The words were sparse, flat, unreadable.But Claire caught the implication imm

Good thing Avery was keeping her voice down.Claire was genuinely worried that mouth of hers was going to land her in real trouble one day.She knew Adrian wouldn’t waste time arguing with women, but Sienna was different. If Sienna happened to overhear and decided to make an issue of it, Adrian would never brush aside her feelings. And once that happened, the whole scene would spiral out of control.Without a word, Claire lifted Avery’s mango juice to her lips, hoping to keep her occupied for at least a minute.Avery was so furious her chest actually ached.Even knowing Claire was trying to protect her, she still could not resist muttering one last line.“If she loves putting on a show this much, why doesn’t she drag a bed onto the stage and really go for it? Wouldn’t that get her even more attention?”She was honestly afraid Claire was going to leave the venue with stress knots in her neck.But Claire had already reached the point where she could keep herself steady.Her gaze drifted

Avery’s expression changed instantly.Her first instinct was to tear into Sienna, but before she did, she checked Claire’s face first, more worried about how deeply that remark might have landed.But Claire did not react.Because Sienna was not inventing anything.She had the facts on her side.So what was Claire supposed to do?Agree with her? Deny it? Argue? Raise her voice in public?Any one of those responses would only have made her look pathetic.Claire left with Avery.Ryan walked over and said, “I hope Claire comes to her senses. Clinging to something that was never yours only makes everyone miserable, yourself included.”Sienna lifted a brow.As far as she was concerned, if Claire had even a shred of self-respect, she would quietly divorce Adrian and stop humiliating herself. At least then she could step aside with some dignity and do one decent thing in her life.Interfering with true love felt like a sin beyond forgiveness.Avery left the event in a fury.She had felt Claire

Claire broke into a run.An elderly man with a cane trembled by the flower bed, leaning heavily against the stone edge. His face had gone white, his breathing was ragged and uneven, and he had already been vomiting.Claire did not dare waste a second. Elderly patients often carried multiple underlying conditions, and once something went wrong, it could become life-threatening very quickly.She hurried over. “Sir?”The old man’s consciousness was hazy, but he still forced himself to glance at her.Claire frowned and took his pulse, concentrating for a brief moment.Combined with everything she was seeing, the diagnosis was almost obvious.He was most likely having an acute gastrointestinal spasm, complicated by dangerously high blood pressure. If it continued much longer, it could easily trigger a cerebral hemorrhage, a thrombosis, or even a stroke.Supporting him with one arm, Claire spoke in a calm, steady voice. “Don’t be nervous. Try to keep your breathing slow and even.”She quickl