The Divorce Prescription (Celina and Adam) novel Chapter 933

Ewan's emotions began to unravel. He grabbed Hailey's shoulder, his voice cracking with frustration. "Why? Why would you choose to have Jonah's child?"

Hailey leveled him with a sharp, icy gaze. "Mr. Ewan, let me say this one more time—I have no connection to you. The identity of my child's father is none of your concern."

Ewan's grip on her shoulder tightened. "Hailey, why won't you give me one more chance? I was young—I made mistakes, mistakes any man could make. But that's all in the past now. I've severed ties with Melody and the rest. Why won't you come back to me?

"You're an heiress, born into a world of power and privilege. No matter how Jonah tries, he'll always be an outsider. He doesn't belong in our world. But you and I? We're cut from the same cloth. We were made for each other."

Hailey let out a laugh.

"Ewan, how dare you call it just a mistake all men make? The truth is, you couldn't control yourself, and you were seduced by the temptations of the outside world.

"Do you really love me? No, you're just too proud to face your failures. Your need for challenge and conquest is all that's driving you. A person like you will never love anyone but yourself!"

Ewan opened his mouth to respond, "I—"

Hailey interrupted him. "Also, Ewan, we're not from the same world. I belong with Jonah, not with you. So what if Jonah didn't come from wealth? He's carving out his own path in the business world.

"He has everything I admire—intelligence, ambition, courage, and resilience. I love him. From the beginning, he's been the only one I've truly loved."

Hailey gently placed her hand on her belly. "I'm carrying Jonah's child. Do you have any idea how happy that makes me? This is our baby, Jonah's and mine. I'm going to be a mother, and Jonah will be a father."

Ewan was already boiling with rage, but Hailey's words only made it worse. The veins in his forehead throbbed as his anger intensified.

He slammed Hailey against the wall with a brutal shove, his face twisted into a menacing sneer. "Hailey, you're mine! No one can take you from me!"

He leaned in without hesitation, determined to kiss her.

Hailey quickly turned her head to escape his lips. "Let go of me, Ewan! Don't touch me!"

In the blink of an eye, a strong hand grabbed the back of Ewan's collar, yanking him away.

Ewan spun around, ready to unleash his anger. "Who the hell dares to stop me—Jonah?"

Ewan attempted to fight back, but Jonah's next punch sent him crashing to the ground, and he was unable to get up.

As a typical rich second-generation heir, Ewan was always the center of attention among his wealthy peers. But next to someone like Jonah—who had fought his way up from nothing—Ewan seemed weak and fragile.

In Jonah's presence, he had no hope of standing his ground.

Hailey quickly grabbed Jonah's arm, her pulse racing as she saw the tension in his fists, concealed beneath his shirt and trousers. "Jonah, enough! Don't hit him anymore!"

But Jonah still looked like he wasn't done.

Hailey wrapped her arms around him. "Jonah, please, stop! Enough!"

With Hailey holding him, Jonah finally eased up, though the bloodthirsty rage in his eyes didn't disappear. Without warning, he lifted his foot and kicked Ewan, who was sprawled on the ground.

Just then, Celine rushed over. "What's going on here?"