Betrayed by Husband, Divorced when Pregnant Chapter 50 Drive Him Away

Kelly’s POV

I was standing in front of the full length mirror while looking at myself when Klay knocked on my bedroom. I gave him my address to pick up for the charity gala tonight.

When he entered, our gazes t through the mirror. I smiled at him as he looked at with his usual serious face. I’m wearing a black gown and although my baby bump is now obvious, I could still proudly say that the shape of my body is perfect for the dress.

Klay slowly walked towards and stopped behind . For so reason, I found myself unable to take my eyes off of him through the mirror. He’s wearing a black suit while his hair is waxed and brushed backwards. He looked so dashing and I can’t help but to silently praise his looks.

Without saying anything, Klay put a beautiful necklace on my neck. The elegance of the necklace complinted my dress perfectly. My hair that was curled to the tips reached my waist as the color of my skin stood out from the color of my dress.

“You look perfect,” Klay whispered, which made shiver as I felt his warm breath against the back of my ear.

When I looked at him through the mirror again, my eyes accidentally noticed his reddish lips, reminding of the kisses we shared before. He had tasted . He had touched . But he never did sothing out of the line even after all the intimate monts we shared. I couldn’t help but to admire how he restrained his desire even when he clearly told about his feelings.

How did I get this attracted to him? When did it start? And most of all, why?

I cursed myself when I felt an electricity all over my body after his finger accidentally brushed against my naked shoulder.

“Are you ready?” He whispered as he walked in front of and looked at my face.

To hide the silly thoughts lingering in my mind, I smiled at him and nodded. He picked up my pouch and handed it to before he offered his arm to . I smiled again before wrapping my arm on his arm. I guess I just have to get used to having him by my side. Afterall, he’s my step brother.

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The night was young and everyone was busy with their own world when we reached the event hall. There were dia people everywhere and they imdiately saw us.

“Mr. Carver, who is your date?”

“Mr. Carver, is she your girlfriend?”

“Are you Miss Kelly Monroe? The previous Vice President of the ADE company?”

“Miss Kelly Monroe, there were photos of you and Mr. Anderson spreading online. Are you two in a secret relationship?”

Photos? I don’t know what they’re talking about so I looked at Klay. His face was blank as he looked at the reporters around us.

“What photos are they talking about, Klay?” I asked, whispering to Klay.

Klay was about to answer when another pair ca and stood beside us. I suddenly felt suffocated after I t Pierce’s eyes. He looked shocked after seeing here and even more shocked after he recognized the person beside . His eyes showed a hint of anger, but I ignored him.

“Mr. Anderson, what can you say about the photos of you and Miss Monroe spreading online? Are they real?”

I swallowed hard and slowly looked his way again. My heart skipped a beat after I saw him staring straight into my eyes.

“No. None of those were real,” he answered without taking his eyes off of . I couldn’t help but to feel bitter. He’s saying that right after he confessed that he’s in love with . I already let him go, but I couldn’t help but feel the bitterness because of what he said.

How long are you going to play with my feelings, Pierce?

“Kelly and I were best friends. It’s natural for us to et. But those photos don’t an anything. I’m already engaged and preparing to get married.”

I squeezed my eyes close. The suffocation worsened not until I felt a warm and big hand holding mine. When I lifted my face, I saw Klay looking at while he intertwined our fingers.

“I’m sorry for not checking the guest list before inviting you here,” he whispered.

The burden in my heart sohow lessened. I gave him a smile and shook my head, “It’s not your fault.”

He held my hand tighter and was about to drag out of that corner when the group of reporters went back in front of us. They seed to notice our intertwined hands and I’m sure everyone noticed already.

“Mr. Carver, Miss Monroe, are you two in a relationship?”

“Miss Monroe, your belly is unusually bumpy. Are you pregnant?”

The other reporter flocked around us after that question. I suddenly felt uncomfortable as they started throwing more questions about my relationship with Klay.

“Miss Monroe, please answer us.”

“Mr. Carver, is she your girlfriend?”

Klay seed annoyed. He lifted our clasped hands, silencing everyone around us. This is a charity gala, but I feel like we’re being interrogated. I held Klay’s hand tight, silently telling him that I want to leave.

“If you can see her tight grip on my hand, that ans she’s uncomfortable. Let us through. We ca here for the gala, not for the interview.”

Klay looked at again and gently dragged out of that corner and while we’re walking away, I felt everyone’s eyes on us. I don’t know if Pierce is looking too but I feel like he is. That made even more uncomfortable.

Klay brought to an empty round table. He pulled a chair for and made sit. When he sat beside , he held my hand again and I admit that it made comfortable knowing that I’m not alone in this crowded place.

We didn’t finish the event. After Klay donated a huge amount, we imdiately left. He offered to take back ho and I didn’t refuse. While we’re waiting for the valet to get his car, I suddenly felt my ankle hurting. Klay must’ve seen it and kneeled his right knee in front of .

“Klay,” I called in shock but he ignored .

He started massaging my ankle and I admit it’s helping.

“I should’ve brought your slippers,” he said as he lifted his face and looked at .

I smiled awkwardly. He continued massaging my ankle until his car parked in front of . I was about to walk towards the passenger seat when he suddenly lifted from the ground, carrying in his arms as he walked towards the passenger seat and the valet opened the door for us.

“You don’t have to do that,” I said after he put my seatbelt on. But I’m thankful for everything he’s been doing.

He went to the driver seat and looked at as he answered, “But I want to.”

I just smiled. He started driving silently and I just watched the night sky from the window. When we reached my apartnt, I was shocked when I saw Pierce leaning his back against my closed door. His hands were inside his pocket and he’s still wearing the sa suit he was wearing in the event.

He must’ve felt our presence, he lifted his face and looked at . His answer to the reporter about our photos online ca rushing back in my mind. Anger overpowered .

“Kelly...” He called my na and was about to walk towards when I grabbed Klay’s arm and pulled him down as I lifted myself and reached his lips.

In front of Pierce, I kissed Klay without thinking rationally. My mind was in chaos. All I know is I don’t wanna talk to Pierce tonight. I don’t even wanna see him and if kissing Klay in front of him would drive him away, I’ll do it over and over again.