Let’s Divorce Mrs. Wright Is Done Playing Nice novel Chapter 263

Chapter 263

At Mount Pansworth, Stella was in the middle of drinking soup.

The kitchen had even cut different kinds of fruit for her.

The moment she came back, both Gray and the maids who took care of her said she had lost weight while staying by Evan’s side.

So from the afternoon on, she had been eating nonstop.

Her phone sat on the dining table in front of her.

From the speaker came Dora’s furious voice, full of abuse.

“When you married into the Wright family, you had nothing. In all these years, you never even gave the Wright family a child.

“You’ve contributed absolutely nothing to the company either. What gives you the right to half?”

Half of Evan’s assets was no small amount.

To put it bluntly, it would mean Stella jumping several social classes in one move.

Stella calmly picked up a piece of meat.

She liked it a lot, and the kitchen had stewed it until it was soft enough to fall apart.

The soup was rich and fresh too.

Faced with Dora’s hysteria, Stella answered lazily, “Because I was his wife for years. Legally and in fact.

“Maybe the children were never born, but I was pregnant with two of his. And besides…”

She paused there for a beat.

“Those two children were lost because of your family too. That part isn’t mostly on me.”

Dora nearly choked. “What… what exactly are you implying? That my family abused you? We never laid a hand on you.”

“Mrs. Wright,” Stella said coolly, “psychological abuse is still abuse.”

“You…”

That line hit Dora so hard she felt like she might go into cardiac arrest.

“With your attitude, who could possibly abuse you psychologically? If anything, you’re the one abusing us. We’re the ones who’ve been mentally tortured by you.”

Dora truly felt like she was losing her mind.

Yes, she had not exactly been kind to Stella these past two years.

But had Stella not paid it all back with interest?

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And now she was claiming she had suffered emotional abuse?

Was there anyone more outrageous than Stella?

Stella said evenly, “If that’s how you want to frame it, then there’s nothing else to discuss.

“Besides, what’s the point of going back and forth over this now?”

Even when she had still been living with Evan, she had never cared to argue with them about these things.

Now that she had fully made up her mind to divorce him, there was even less reason to.

What was not worth arguing over, she would not argue.

And what was hers, she had no intention of giving up.

That was who Stella was.

A loss was a loss once she had taken it.

But now, anything that should rightfully be hers, she was not giving up a single cent of.

Dora gritted out, “Fine. You’re right. There’s no point arguing with you. But let me make one thing clear. You are not getting that much.”

“Then by what you’re saying, Mrs. Wright, can I still get the signed divorce papers tomorrow as agreed?”

Compared to Dora’s agitation, Stella’s voice on the other end was so calm it almost sounded detached.

And somehow that calmness only drove Dora even more insane.

She was truly on the verge of breaking.

No one wanted this divorce more than Dora did.

But that level of property division…

If Stella really walked away with that much, Dora could never swallow it.

“I’ll have someone draft a new agreement immediately and get Evan to sign it. Then you can sign the version I prepare.”

“Sorry, Mrs. Wright,” Stella replied. “That’s the one thing I’m not willing to compromise on.”

“You…”

Sitting in the reception room, Dora was so furious she felt weak all over.

“Do you have no shame at all?”

“I want a divorce.”

Shame?

What was the point of talking about shame with the Wright family?

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