Let’s Divorce Mrs. Wright Is Done Playing Nice novel Chapter 287

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Chapter 287

On the contrary, the idea that Felix was protecting her was a lot easier for him to believe.

Patrick said, “Right. No updates at all.”

No updates.

That only confirmed it for Evan. Felix was definitely shielding her.

Felix.

Again.

Evan hung up and sped out through the front gate, the car tearing down the road.

Through the car’s Bluetooth, he dialed Stella’s number.

But in his agitated state, he seemed to have forgotten that she had blocked him a long time ago.

By the time Stella arrived at the hospital, Director Chancer was already waiting for her downstairs.

The moment Stella got out of the car, Director Chancer hurried over. “Stella.”

“Director Chancer.”

“Grandma Diana isn’t doing well. She’s been insisting on seeing you.’

Hearing that Grandma Diana was at the end, Stella felt a dull heaviness settle in her chest. “Why did she react so strongly when she found out I married Evan?”

On the phone earlier, Director Chancer had said that the moment Grandma Diana learned she had married Evan, she kept asking to see her.

Director Chancer shook her head. “I don’t know the details. She said she’d only tell you in person.”

Stella fell silent.

That answer filled her with a strange sense of dread.

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It was as if marrying Evan had not just been a failed marriage, but some deeper, unforgivable mistake.

Gray stayed close behind her the entire time.

After Stella and Director Chancer entered the hospital room, he stepped aside and made a call.

His voice turned cold as he said into the phone, “You can pretend to make your move now. Start with Mrs. Wright.”

Mrs. Wright.

Evan’s mother.

Aaron had made himself very clear. Anyone who had caused Stella real suffering would pay for it.

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“Understood, Mr. Gray.”

The call had barely ended when Director Chancer came back out of the room.

Her expression was grave as she glanced at Gray.

He gave her a brief look in return, a quiet acknowledgment of courtesy.

Inside the room, the gray-haired old woman lying in bed clutched Stella’s hand, her eyes brimming with

tears.

“My dear, how could you marry into the Wright family? You should never have married anyone from that family.”

Her voice was full of pain.

Stella stared at her. “What happened?”

“Your mother was killed because of them.”

The moment she said that, Grandma Diana broke down sobbing.

Even after all these years, the memory still tore at her whenever she thought about it.

Stella froze.

The words hit her like an explosion in her head.

Her throat locked up so suddenly it felt stuffed with cotton, making it hard to breathe.

“What did you just say?” she asked, staring at Grandma Diana in disbelief.

Hadn’t her mother died of illness?

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