The Prison-Made Queen novel Chapter 550

Downstairs, Milford's eyes were as cold as ice, his voice thick with undeniable hostility. "Tamara, don't make me say it a third time! Get down here."

A chill ran down Tamara's spine, and she instinctively took a half-step back.

Milford's reaction today was entirely too abnormal. His gaze, his tone, his attitude... everything reeked of ruthlessness. Could it be... the Sherwoods already knew she was pregnant?

The moment the thought surfaced, Tamara felt as if she had been plunged into an icy abyss. She knew Milford too well. If he truly knew about the pregnancy, given his sheer disgust for her, he would drag her to an abortion clinic without a second thought!

"I-I really don't feel well..." she stammered, her voice shaking as she desperately tried to stall for time. "Can we talk about this tomorrow?"

Milford sneered and headed straight up the stairs. "Fine. If you won't come down, I'll come up and get you."

His leather shoes thudded against the wooden steps, each step feeling as if it were trampling directly on Tamara's frayed nerves, leaving her completely rigid.

Zadie finally snapped out of her daze and rushed forward to block him. "Milford! What exactly are you doing? Tamara said she isn't feeling well!"

Milford forcefully shoved her aside, his gaze murderous. "Move. This is between her and me."

Terrified by the sheer malice in his eyes, Zadie trembled and didn't dare intervene again.

Watching Milford close the distance, Tamara's heart hammered wildly. Suddenly, she spun around and sprinted toward her bedroom!

“Bang!”

The moment she rushed inside, before she could even lock it, Milford kicked the door wide open!

"Ah!" Tamara screamed, stumbling backward until her spine hit the freezing wall. She had nowhere left to run.

Milford advanced step by step, his voice like a serrated blade. "Tamara. What are you running for?"

Her frantic reaction only confirmed his suspicions—she was guilty of something.

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