Let’s Divorce Mrs. Wright Is Done Playing Nice novel Chapter 135

Chapter 135

The housekeeper frantically told someone to call an ambulance.

The air was thick with panic, and with the sharp smell of gasoline Evan had left behind.

In the car, Evan instinctively reached for Stella’s hand.

But Stella pulled away at once.

His hand closed on empty air.

And something in his chest seemed to hollow out with it, leaving behind an ache that felt strangely raw.

“So when we lived there that year… she tried to hit you a lot?”

Thinking back, they had spent the first year of their marriage at the Wright family estate.

Evan went to the office during the day.

And when he came home at night, nothing had ever seemed wrong.

As for Stella’s conflict with the family elders, he had always thought it started after she lost her first baby.

It was because of that loss that he moved her out.

But today, when she said ‘more than once’, he finally realized that behind all those seemingly peaceful evenings, no one knew how many confrontations had happened during the day.

And he had truly known nothing.

He had always assumed her problems with his family only started after they moved out.

Because moving out had angered the family so much.

Stella held a wet wipe in her hand, repeatedly wiping the hand that had just grabbed Dora’s wrist.

Her expression was calm, but every inch of it radiated disgust.

When she did not answer, Evan asked again, “Why didn’t you tell me?”

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“Tell you?” Stella gave a cold laugh. “Wouldn’t you have just taken their side and said I was the problem?”

Evan fell silent.

“Besides,” she added, “we weren’t even that close back then.”

That stung.

What did she mean, not that close?

They were husband and wife.

And now she was saying they had not even been close?

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What a cold heartless woman.

“Tell you?” Stella let out another mocking laugh. “Didn’t I already tell you I couldn’t stand Summer?”

Evan said nothing.

The moment Summer came up, the air between them tightened again.

His breathing turned uneven. “What happened with Summer is over.”

“Over?”

That only made it more ridiculous.

“You haven’t forgotten what happened yesterday, have you?” Stella turned to him, her voice dripping with

sarcasm.

Hearing that mocking tone, Evan tightened his grip on the steering wheel without realizing it.

“And that night too,” Stella went on. “You carried her down from the rooftop. The media went crazy over it. Said the two of you looked perfect together.

Evan’s face darkened.

“If I hadn’t reacted fast enough, I’d probably be the one getting torn apart over you and Summer right now.

“And you want me to tell you things?” She gave a cold laugh. “That’s a joke.”

Evan felt like he could barely breathe under the weight of her words.

“It’s not like I never had expectations of you,” Stella/said.

Then she paused.

Expectations?

Of course she had.

“When you moved me out of the Wright family home, your attitude was so firm. I really believed that with

r you protecting me, the rest of them didn’t matter.’

Back then, she had thought like most women did.

What did it matter if the elders made things hard for her? She was not the one spending her life with them.

But what happened in the end?

The house he bought for their marriage, everything he had given her, was taken by his mother and sister.

And then came Summer.

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