Let’s Divorce Mrs. Wright Is Done Playing Nice novel Chapter 452

Chapter 452

The moment Summer heard Mrs. Mendes say she could not finish the work, her expression darkened even further.

“So what? We’re not eating today?”

She was already so hungry that she felt dizzy.

A moment ago, she had wanted to walk straight to the intersection outside and have the driver take her to the hospital.

But she had not eaten anything all day. She felt like she might pass out before she even made it to the road.

And now Mrs. Mendes was telling her she could not keep working?

Was this a joke?

They had gone the entire day without food. If Mrs. Mendes stopped working now, did that mean neither of them would get to eat?

“Miss, I’m already in my fifties,” Mrs. Mendes said.

This time, her tone was noticeably heavier.

Summer fell silent.

In her fifties.

Yes, Mrs. Mendes was already past fifty.

So what?

“What else am I supposed to do? Stella is doing this on purpose. She’s deliberately trying to torture me!”

Mrs. Mendes said nothing.

The moment she heard Summer say Stella was deliberately torturing her, anger burned even hotter in her chest.

Exactly.

Stella was doing this to torment Summer, not her.

So what did that make Mrs. Mendes?

After everything she had suffered here over the past two days, Mrs. Mendes suddenly felt like quitting altogether.

“If this keeps going, these old bones of mine won’t be able to take it.”

She did not say outright that she was quitting, but saying this to Summer now meant almost the same thing.

Summer froze when she heard it.

“You don’t want to do it anymore?”

Mrs. Mendes said, “Miss, this fight between you and Stella has to end as soon as possible.”

“Either she goes to prison, or you lower your head to her.”

Summer said nothing.

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Her expression had already been ugly, but the moment she heard the words lower your head, her face turned completely dark.

Lower her head?

Her mother’s message earlier had also told her to give in to Stella.

What kind of joke was this?

Why should she lower herself to Stella?

She was not the one in the wrong.

Mrs. Mendes saw the flash of darkness in Summer’s eyes and knew how proud she was.

“If you can’t bring her down, then you have to bow your head if you want to survive.”

Mrs. Mendes put extra weight on the word survive.

She was right.

The way Stella was suppressing them now was not just pressure. She was trying to drive them to the edge.

Before, Summer had always threatened to die at the slightest provocation.

And now Stella was truly pushing her toward death.

But could Summer actually die?

Obviously, no.

“If I lower my head to her, will she let me go?”

“Maybe that’s exactly what she wants,” Mrs. Mendes said. “Maybe she just wants you to give in.”

Summer fell silent.

Was that really it?

Seeing Summer’s hesitation, Mrs. Mendes sighed. “Whether it is or not, you have to try. After all, this might be your only way to stay alive.”

Stella had truly left them with no way out.

In any case, if this torment continued, Mrs. Mendes would definitely stop doing the work.

But Summer was different.

“The only way to stay alive?” Summer let out a cold laugh. “So now, if I, Summer Bailey, want to live, I have to rely on Stella’s mercy?”

The thought was beyond bitter.

Back when they were in the Wright family, what did Stella even count as?

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