Divorced and Pregnant My New Life with a Billionaire Drives My Ex Crazy novel Chapter 219

Wiona had no idea who the furious woman was at first, not until Bronwen’s voice cut through the chaos. “Let her go!” Bronwen rushed over, pulling the angry woman behind her, glaring at Wiona. “Tell your people to let go of her,” she demanded, her voice shaking with emotion.

That was when it clicked for Wiona. The woman was Louisa, Bronwen’s daughter. The same Louisa who had once been like a big sister to her. It stung to see that kindness replaced with so much anger.

Wiona’s mind raced. What could she have possibly done to make both mother and daughter turn on her like this? What had she done that was so unforgivable?

The tension in the room pulled everyone in. Even Summer, who was usually calm and sensible, looked caught up in it all. Still, she managed to keep her head and stepped forward, looking at Wiona and then at the others. “Wiona? What’s going on here?”

Wiona let out a bitter, humorless laugh. “I’d love to know that myself. I haven’t even seen Cassian since she came back. How is it suddenly my fault that he got hurt? Nicholas, you’re always fair. Why don’t you say something?”

She looked at Nicholas, hope flickering in her eyes, but just as he opened his mouth, Bronwen cut in sharply. “There’s nothing to say.”

It was obvious Bronwen didn’t want her to hear the truth. Louisa was still glaring at Wiona, but with Bronwen holding her back, she stayed silent.

Wiona’s voice turned cold. “Alright. If you won’t even explain why you’re dragging me into this, then I’m not telling my people to let her go.”

She glanced at Jim, who immediately tightened his grip on Louisa. Louisa cried out in pain, her face going pale.

Bronwen’s temper snapped. “Wiona, Louisa was telling the truth. We had an argument today because of you, and that’s when Cassian fell. You really think this has nothing to do with you? Louisa was just upset. You know she’d never actually hurt you. Are you going to tell your people to let her go or not?”

The woman standing in front of Wiona felt like a stranger. The warmth she used to know had been replaced by something cold and harsh. But Wiona didn’t back down. “Fine, then tell me. What exactly were you arguing about? What about me could possibly make you fight like that? Because if this is how things work, then every time someone stubs their toe on the street, I’ll get blamed just for existing. Is that what you’re telling me?”

For just a moment, something complicated flickered in Bronwen’s eyes. Maybe there was even a trace of pride. Wiona noticed, and it just left her more confused.

But Bronwen’s face quickly hardened. “That’s enough. Cassian is in surgery right now. He might not even survive. And here you are, worried about clearing your own name. He cared about you so much. For what? Someone who doesn’t respect her elders has no right to be here. Summer, why are you letting her stay?”

Again, Bronwen avoided the real issue, changing the subject and refusing to talk about the past. Was it because she knew she was in the wrong?

Summer had clearly had enough. She pressed her hands to her forehead and sighed. “Wiona, can you please leave for now? As long as you’re here, people are just going to keep fighting. None of us can calm down. You don’t want things to get even uglier, do you?”

Wiona wasn’t the kind of person to stick around where she wasn’t wanted. Her eyes filled with tears, and she managed a shaky, hopeless smile.