Let’s Divorce Mrs. Wright Is Done Playing Nice novel Chapter 172

Chapter 172

Felix stood there with both hands in his pockets.

With those gold-rimmed glasses, he looked every bit the polished gentleman on the surface.

But Evan knew better than anyone how ruthless he could be.

Felix said calmly, “Yes. We’re having lunch together.”

Evan: “…”

The air froze again.

The danger in his eyes spilled out little by little.

“Where?”

Felix looked at him and said evenly, “I think figuring out where we’re having lunch matters a lot less than figuring out whether Summer’s depression is even real.”

Evan: “…”

Felix’s gaze only grew deeper.

Then the smile at the corner of his mouth slowly lifted.

“After all, the only reason you’ve spent the last six months taking care of her is because your brother died and supposedly pushed her into depression. Isn’t that right?”

With that, Felix turned and left.

Before walking off, he gave the butler a look that clearly said to show Evan out.

The butler immediately understood.

Evan tried to go after him, but the butler stepped in front of him. “Mr. Wright, your car is outside.”

Felix had already taken the private elevator in the villa straight down to the garage.

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Evan’s eyes went red with anger as he shoved at the butler. “Get out of my way!”

If Stella was the one asking Felix to lunch, then Felix was obviously going to see her now.

He needed to get that woman back.

But before he could move again, the butler grabbed him around the waist.

At the same time, the elevator doors slid shut.

Evan’s anger flared even hotter. “I told you

“Our sir is right,” the butler said calmly. “Instead of rushing to see a woman who wants to divorce you, maybe you should deal with the reason she wants a divorce in the first place.”

Evan: “…”

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The reason Stella wanted a divorce.

That meant Summer.

What, Stella expected him to throw Summer out of the Wright family before she would let it go?

She really dared to think that far?

Evan was so furious he almost lost his balance.

Felix was already gone.

The butler escorted Evan outside.

The moment he got into the car, he started the engine and turned hard to chase after Felix’s car.

But Felix was driving fast.

Once he hit the main road, Evan could not even catch a glimpse of him.

Furious, he called Patrick. “Find out where Felix’s car went.”

On the other end, Patrick’s head immediately started to ache.

“These past few days, Mr. Hernandez’s car route has been very hard to track.”

“Track it. Right now.

Hard to track or not, he did not care.

Stella was taking Felix to lunch.

What a woman.

Yesterday she fed him poison.

Today she was asking Felix out to lunch.

The more Evan thought about it, the angrier he got.

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Patrick could hear the cold fury in his voice and did not dare argue again. “Understood. I’ll look into it right away.”

After hanging up, Evan called Stella again.

He knew perfectly well she had already blocked his number.

But he kept dialing anyway, venting his anger into the silence.

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