Let’s Divorce Mrs. Wright Is Done Playing Nice novel Chapter 453

Chapter 453

And now, Stella was paying them back a hundred times over, a thousand times over.

Every last bit of it.

The hospital called again.

It was still about the baby. Whatever the doctor said on the phone made Summer feel like her chest was closing up.

She felt like she was being driven insane.

Felix could not step in when it came to the child, but his attitude was firm. He said the child could not die. He said the child was still useful.

As for Summer, that baby was her own flesh and blood. Of course she wanted to do something.

But she could not.

Dora could not help. The entire Wright family could not help.

In the end, Summer listened to Mrs. Mendes and lowered her head to Stella.

She went straight to Stella’s door and knelt there.

The maids who had been guarding Stella’s door exchanged a look.

One of them took out her phone and sent a message to Gray.

When Gray came upstairs, he saw Summer kneeling outside Stella’s door.

Her voice was full of pleading.

“You know what it feels like to lose a child. Why can’t you have even a little pity for me as a mother?

“Yes, I’m hateful. But I’m still a mother. Can you really bear to watch a mother stand by helplessly when her own child needs her?”

The child was important to the plan Felix had mentioned.

So no matter what, nothing could happen to him.

Right now, Summer was begging.

She was begging for a chance to stay by her child’s side whenever she needed to.

She could not control how Stella had locked down the Wright family.

But she wanted one small exception.

One bit of special consideration.

A little mercy for a mother.

Gray’s eyes narrowed slightly. He sent Stella a message.

The Wright family’s old mansion was very well soundproofed, so Stella had not clearly heard Summer shouting outside.

Only after she saw the video Gray sent did a mocking smile curve her lips.

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She got up.

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Then she walked to the door and pulled it open.

Outside, Summer was kneeling in the hallway not far away.

When Summer saw that Stella had finally opened the door, she let out a faint breath of relief.

“I’m begging you.”

“Begging me?” Stella looked at her. “No. I think you’re trying to guilt-trip me.”

She had already watched the video Gray sent.

Everything Summer had said was ridiculous.

What was that about whether Stella could bear to watch a mother feel helpless over her own child?

“Summer Shaw, do you even deserve to call yourself a mother?”

Summer said, “Whether I deserve it or not, I am one.”

“That’s true.”

Whether Summer deserved it or not, she was technically a mother now.

But…

“So what if you are?” Stella said. “You’re begging me for your child’s sake? How about you first figure out exactly how your daughter died before asking me to pity you as a mother?”

Summer’s face changed. “My daughter wasn’t…”

“What? Are you trying to say I killed her?”

Stella folded her arms and looked at Summer with relaxed amusement, as if she were watching a show.

Summer’s heart chilled under that calm, leisurely gaze.

When Stella brought up the child’s death, she was far too relaxed.

And that relaxation sent Summer a terrifying message.

Stella knew how the child had really died.

She knew.

Did she?

No.

That was impossible.

Stella could not know the truth behind the child’s death.

Then why was she looking at her like that?

In that instant, Summer completely panicked.

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