Let’s Divorce Mrs. Wright Is Done Playing Nice novel Chapter 365

Chapter 365

Gray reported what had happened with Dora and Fiona.

After Stella listened, she only raised an eyebrow. Then the corners of her mouth lifted.

“Good. The people who make the rules should follow them too, shouldn’t they?”

When Evan came downstairs, he happened to hear the conversation between Stella and Gray.

His face instantly turned livid.

He strode down the stairs and stopped in front of Stella, glaring at her with such hatred that it looked as if he wanted to devour her alive.

Stella only glanced at him coolly before walking straight toward the dining room.

As she walked, she asked Gray, “Is breakfast ready? I’m hungry.”

“It’s all ready.”

Gray nodded.

Stella sat down at the dining table. Immediately, the kitchen staff brought out the food she had requested.

The steaming breakfast, especially the fragrant bowl of oatmeal, pleased Stella very much.

Evan strode toward the front door and yanked it open.

The next second, Dora and Fiona’s wailing filled the house.

“Why are you only getting up now? I almost froze to death! You ungrateful son, look at the vicious woman you married! She was trying to freeze me to death!”

Dora cried as she accused him.

Fiona was crying beside her too. The scene was lively, to say the least.

Stella scooped up a spoonful of oatmeal and ate it. Then she took a bite of the flatbread and nodded in satisfaction.

“Mm. The flatbread tastes good today.”

Gray said, “There’s also soup. You should drink more of it, miss.”

As he spoke, Gray respectfully ladled Stella a bowl of soup.

Fiona, Dora, and Evan came inside. Dora kept complaining to Evan, pouring out every grievance.

Evan looked coldly at Stella, who was calmly eating breakfast.

There was only one place setting on the table.

Clearly, she had not asked anyone to prepare extra food this morning.

Furious, Evan stepped forward and was about to flip Stella’s dining table.

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But the moment his hands gripped the edge of the table, Gray pressed his hand down on it.

The two of them instantly began a silent contest of strength.

Evan glared at Gray with a vicious look. “Let go.

Gray said nothing. He only stared back at him coldly.

The pressure between them grew heavier by the second.

At first, when Dora saw Evan trying to flip the table, she felt a slight burst of satisfaction.

She thought the frustration she had been holding in all morning finally had somewhere to go.

But then she realized Evan could not move the table at all.

Stella continued eating her breakfast.

The food was still steaming hot, and Dora and Fiona, who had been freezing outside for hours, could not help staring at it hungrily.

Especially when Stella bit into the thin flatbread and it made a crisp little crunch.

Soon, Stella finished her breakfast.

Evan and Gray were still locked in their silent struggle.

This time, Stella stood up.

With a sweep of her hand, all the dishes on the table crashed to the floor, shattering with a sharp, grating

sound.

Everyone fell silent.

Evan looked at Stella. In that moment, his gaze turned colder and colder until it was nothing but ice.

Stella raised an eyebrow at him. “You wanted to flip the table, didn’t you? No need. I did it for you. Happy

now?”

The veins on Evan’s forehead bulged with anger.

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Stella said, “Weren’t you the one who wanted to flip it? I helped you. Why do you still look unhappy?”

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