Let’s Divorce Mrs. Wright Is Done Playing Nice novel Chapter 415

Chapter 415

The child.

At the thought of that child, Dora had to admit that Stella’s current ruthlessness toward the Wright family was partly because of it.

Her breathing grew more and more uneven. In the end, she turned and went upstairs.

Seeing that Dora refused to wash anything, Fiona looked at the pile of things and felt resistance rise in her

chest too.

But Stella was cold and heartless now.

If they didn’t wash them, she really might starve them.

Thinking of that, Fiona couldn’t hold out anymore.

In the end, she gave in and walked toward the pile.

Stella said, “Remember to scrub every inch clean. Someone will be checking.”

Fiona almost stumbled in anger.

In her heart, she kept cursing Stella as a bitch, but she didn’t dare make a sound.

In just two or three days, Stella had already frightened her.

This woman was truly ruthless.

Fiona picked up the things and was about to head toward the bathroom, but one of Stella’s maids stopped

her.

“What now?” Fiona snapped.

“These are too large. Wash them outside at the faucet.’

Fiona stared at her. “It’s freezing outside, and you want me to wash them out there?”

Stella had gone too far.

This wasn’t just making things difficult for her. This was torture.

The wind was strong today, and it looked as if it might snow tonight.

Yet Stella wanted her to take those things outside and wash them.

Was she insane?

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The maid said, “You’re working. Did you think you were here to enjoy yourself? Get this straight. You’re doing chores now, not acting like the young lady of the Wright family.”

Fiona’s face turned livid. “You really think I’m a servant?”

“Is there a difference right now?”

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Fiona troze.

At that, her blood surged with anger.

Yes.

Was there a difference?

If she had to say it, there really was no difference for them now.

Fiona closed her eyes.

She still didn’t want to wash them outside, but the maid had no intention of moving aside.

With no other choice, she carried the things out.

She just wanted to finish quickly, eat something, and sleep properly.

She had already been full of grievance after nearly being killed by Felix.

Now she had returned to her own home, only to be treated like this. The misery in her heart was impossible to describe.

The wind was fierce.

The winter air cut straight to the bone. Fiona already had a wound on her forehead.

Now, with the wind blowing against it, it felt as if the cold was drilling into her bones.

It was so cold she could barely stand it.

Dora still hadn’t come downstairs, which made Fiona even angrier.

There was so much to wash.

Judging by Stella’s attitude, if even half of it wasn’t done, neither she nor her mother would get anything to

eat.

But there was too much.

So much that just looking at it made her head hurt. It seemed impossible to finish.

Upstairs, Dora was in Summer’s room.

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Summer had eaten a little. Mrs. Mendes had done so much work, but in the end, it had only earned enough food for one person.

They had ended up sharing it.

Mrs. Mendes needed strength to do chores, so she naturally had to eat more. By the time the food reached Summer, there was almost nothing left.

How was this postpartum recovery?

It was worse than what ordinary families went through.

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Back when Summer had just given birth, Dora had brought her plenty of supplements, and Summer had even looked down on some of them.

Now, she truly wanted to eat them.

People really only understood the importance of food when they had been starved to the limit.

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