Chapter 1417

Lucas's voice was deep and smooth, not unlike a fine aged wine. It was deep, rich and melodious. Yet, in Stella's ears, each and every word he said seemed to be laced with venom; vicious and cruel. Stella covered her ears and curled up, no longer willing to listen to that voice. "Stop! Stop it! I beg you, Lucas, stop it, please?" She did not know if he could not hear her, or he decided to ignore her. Lucas walked, step by step elegantly, toward her. "Stella Dawson, I told you before, don't try to run away from me. I'll end this marriage when I feel like it. You never had any say in it. "Stella the superstar? Without me, you'll still be fumbling in some morass somewhere, much less being a superstar today, heh." Lucas continued his mocking, "What? Say again? You want to give birth to whose child? You want to give birth to mine? "Stella, you still don't know where you stand. You're just a stand-in, a replacement. What right do you have to bear my child? "Stella, even if I no lon