Let’s Divorce Mrs. Wright Is Done Playing Nice novel Chapter 283

Chapter 283

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Summer felt even more uneasy.

Dora walked to the bedside, pulled out the cold metal chair, and sat down. Then she asked in an icy voice, What did you do to Stella?”

Summer froze.

The accusation in Dora’s tone made her heart sink straight to the bottom.

So the old woman really had heard something.

Summer lowered her head and stayed silent.

When both Dora and Fiona saw that she was refusing to answer, Dora’s voice turned even colder. “What exactly did you do?”

She had always known Summer was not as harmless as she looked.

She had protected her plenty before, too.

But Dora would never allow Summer to do anything that went beyond her control.

No matter what Summer had done, Dora needed to know.

Summer felt like she could barely breathe. Then, in the next second, tears started streaming down her face.

“Mom, my daughter is dead. She was not even a month old yet. Am I not allowed to hate Stella?”

Her voice broke with sobs as she spoke.

And just as expected, the second she brought up the baby, all of Dora’s anger softened.

Dora asked, “Then what did you do?”

“I had someone kidnap her. I wanted her to pay for my daughter’s life. But I could not go through with it. In the end, I called them back and told them not to touch her.”

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“Yes, I wanted Stella dead. My daughter is gone, Mom. I am not a saint…”

By the time Summer said that much, Dora was already starting to waver.

The image of her sweet little granddaughter flashed through her mind. That tiny pale face. That innocent little girl.

How had it come to this?

Before Dora could say anything, Summer continued, “I let Steven down. I did not protect the child we had together. It is all my fault.

“I really wanted to kill Stella. I really did. But I could not do it.”

At that, Summer completely broke down and burst into sobs.

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Dota closed her eyes in pain. “You are right. Steven is gone. You need to remember that Steven already…”

“No. My Steven is not dead. The one who died was not my Steven. Not him!”

Dora had wanted to use the moment to remind her of reality when Summer mentioned Steven’s death.

But Summer suddenly changed her words

Dora frowned. “You…”

“My Steven is not dead. My Steven is not dead.”

Dora and Fiona both fell silent.

They still wanted to say something, but Summer had already slipped back into one of her depressive episodes.

Mrs. Mendes pushed the door open. The second she saw the scene, she hurried forward to comfort Summer.

“Ma’am, ma’am, what is wrong?”

“Steven. I want Steven. My baby is dead. Why was Steven not here with me?”

She struggled in pain, and Mrs. Mendes quickly pulled her into her arms.

In the end, Dora and Fiona both walked out of the room without even knowing how they had gotten there.

Dora’s face was dark.

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