Mr. Kane Got Blacklisted

Stella was taken aback for a moment.
"I didn't—" Keegan interrupted her, eyes red.
"You don't have to say it, I can feel it." "Feel what, exactly?" Stella slapped him in exasperation.
"You think I don't want to boss you around? I'm worried about you being so overwhelmed fighting with your second uncle! Have
you slept more than six hours a day recently, except for the night of the press conference? Look at your dark circles.
Last time we had dinner, my brother secretly asked me if you were sick because you looked like you'd been drained of all your
energy.
You're more exhausted than me, and I'm the one who's pregnant! Don't you feel it, Keegan?" Keegan remained silent for
amoment, then suddenly asked, "You care about me?" Stella rolled her eyes at him.
"No, I don't! I'd love for you to be welded to your work 24/7, earning money for the three of us!" Keegan was happy but also a bit
confused and said softly, "Don't you like money? I thought if I earned more, you'd feel more secure.
oy Stella slapped him away.
"If you work yourself sick, what's the use of all that money to me? Don't think you can dump all the child- rearing responsibilities
on me! If you burn out, I'll abandon you and take your fortune to remarry!" Keegan was stunned, suddenly feeling an unreal
sense of "after all these years, I'm finally worth more than money." He reached out to hug Stella and said softly, 'I know my limits,
Stella.
I can't help you with the physical hardships of pregnancy, but you can leave everything else to me." Stella leaned on his
shoulder, patted his arm, and said softly, "Got it, I'll leave it to you." Just then, there was a knock on the door.
Keegan let go of her and said softly, "I'll go check." Shea had arrived, along with Paul.
"Mr.
Kane, is your wife alright?" Shea asked proactively.
"Mr.

Morant is very worried and asked me to bring him over to check.” Keegan glanced at them coldly and said harshly, "No need for
your concern, you can leave now." Paul's face was somewhat pale.
Shea said, "Mr.
Kane, Mr.
Morant didn't mean it.
He didn't know your wife was pregnant." "It's not about whether he knew or not.
My wife came here late at night at the dean's request to check on a stranger.
She had good intentions, why should she suffer for it?" Paul curled his fingers, and after a long pause, said, "I'm sorry, I shouldn't
have lashed out.
Can you tell me how she's doing now?" Keegan glanced at her, seeing the deep guilt and fear in her eyes.
She was genuinely terrified something had happened to Stella.
Keegan withdrew his gaze and said coldly, "Bed rest for observation." Paul said, "I'll cover all the costs for her stay and care.
I'm really sorry." "Do you think we care about the medical bills?" Keegan said sternly.
"If you really feel sorry, then stay in the hospital, get well, so she can report back to the dean." Paul was silent for a moment but
still said, "I'm sorry." Keegan's response was the sound of the door slamming shut.
Inside the ward, Stella, who had been eavesdropping, whispered as Keegan came back in, 'You overdid it.
It seemed a bit personal." Keegan snorted, "I'm not a professional actor.
My acting lacks skill, it's all emotion, all anger!" Stella was speechless.
Paul stood at the door for along while before turning to leave, his back looking more hunched.
Shea stepped forward to support him, and this time, Paul did not resist as he had before.
Back in his ward, he tossed and turned in bed.