Let’s Divorce Mrs. Wright Is Done Playing Nice novel Chapter 295

Chapter 295

Half a month later.

During those two weeks, she was going to stay at Mount Pansworth and focus on recovering.

No matter what she planned to do next, she needed a strong body first.

The moment Gray heard she intended to go back to the Wright family, he froze.

A cold smile curved Stella’s lips. “Looks like fate, doesn’t it? No. This is my mother’s will.

“As her daughter, how could I do nothing and just walk away from the family that killed her?”

The word ‘mother’ should have sounded soft and tender.

But from Stella’s mouth, it carried a danger unlike anything before.

She closed her eyes. “Tell the lawyer to focus on recovering. She has done enough.”

“Yes, Miss Stella.”

Gray nodded, then asked, “What about the divorce?”

“The divorce?” Stella let out a soft laugh. “How could I possibly divorce him? The Wright family is lucky to have a daughter-in-law like me.”

Gray fell silent.

Stella continued, “How could I cut off a blessing like that for them? That would be far too cruel.”

The word ‘cruel’ came out of her mouth with that same shattered, unhinged edge, creating a quiet kind of

terror.

Gray had a feeling then.

The Wright family was finished.

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After hearing Stella say she no longer wanted a divorce, Evan should have felt relieved.

But for some reason, all he felt was unease.

That night, when he got back to Mount Lara, Patrick handed him the phone he had asked for.

Unexpectedly, when he had called Stella from that number after work, she had not blocked it.

Ever since things had blown up between them, this was the first time she had not blocked a number he used

to call her.

The line connected quickly.

“Go ahead.”

Stella’s voice came through soft and gentle.

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Yes, gentle.

Even though it was only two words, that softness was unmistakable.

And yet that gentle voice felt like a poisoned needle driving straight into Evan’s heart.

His Adam’s apple bobbed. “Where are you?”

On the other end, Stella’s eyes were ice-cold.

But when she spoke, her tone stayed just as gentle as before. “Why?”

“Tell me what game you’re trying to play now.”

Evan forced the words out, trying to keep his emotions under control.

His instincts told him Stella was about to stir something up again.

But this time was different.

Before, whenever she made a move, her emotions had been wild and explosive.

That kind of fury made it easy to tell she was about to do something dangerous.

But this softness was harder to read.

It carried the sense that she might tear something apart at any moment, only you had no idea what it would

And that feeling was worse.

Listening to the strain in Evan’s voice, Stella repeated softly, “A game?”

“Do not start anything again,” Evan said through clenched teeth.

“Aren’t you the one who said we should stay married?”

A dangerous softness curved Stella’s lips.

Yes, dangerous.

She could hear it clearly now.

Evan was panicking.

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