Let’s Divorce Mrs. Wright Is Done Playing Nice novel Chapter 57

Chapter 57

Yara looked at Dora with open disappointment.

“Mom… when did your heart become this cruel?”

Dora froze. “What did you just say? You’re calling me cruel? —”

“You are cruel to Stella,” Yara said bluntly. “You look down on her background. You question her. You humiliate her.”

Only a daughter could speak that bluntly.

Dora trembled with anger. “Cruel? Look at what she’s done!”

“Sumemrjust gave birth. She has a surgical wound across her stomach. It’s reopened more than once these past two days because of her!”

Yara’s eyes hardened.

“And what did Stella do? Evan stood beside his sister-in-law during childbirth while his own wife lost her baby. If she didn’t fight back, what was she supposed to do? Keep swallowing your insults?”

She stepped closer.

“The way you’ve treated her these past six months. If it were me, I would’ve burned the whole place down.”

Dora felt lightheaded with rage.

“You-you- I already said-”

“You said the miscarriage record is fake? Fake?” Yara let out a bitter laugh. “Didn’t you see how pale she was at the hospital two days ago?”

Dora went silent.

The elevator arrived.

Yara shook Dora’s hand off and stepped inside without looking back.

“Yara, wait-”

“Her baby is gone,” Yara said coldly before the doors closed. “And after the way you treated her, surprised she’s fighting back.”

The elevator doors slid shut.

Dora stood there, stunned.

For a split second, doubt flickered in her eyes.

Stella really miscarried?

But just as quickly, she dismissed it.

“She was never even pregnant,” Dora muttered to herself. “How could she miscarry?”

don’t be

173

With that, she turned and headed back to the hospital room.

+25 Bonus

Inside, Summer was spiraling again. Her emotions were out of control, and Dora was terrified she’d tear her stitches open.

In the end, the doctor had to administer a sedative.

Once Summer finally fell asleep, Fiona asked quietly,

“So? Did you convince Yara to talk to Stella?”

Dora glanced at Summer’s sleeping face.

Mentioning Yara only made her angrier.

Her jaw tightened.

“Once Summer is discharged, I’ll deal with that little bitch myself.”

She had completely forgotten Yara’s words: ‘Her baby is gone.’

At that moment, Evan appeared at the doorway.

And he had heard every word.

His face darkened instantly.

“How exactly are you planning to ‘deal with her’?”

Both Dora and Fiona looked up.

Dora’s expression stiffened briefly before she forced it back to composure.

“Today’s situation is worse than yesterday. How are you planning to suppress it?”

She avoided his question entirely.

Right now, the backlash wasn’t just hitting Summer.

It was engulfing the entire Wright family.

And the Wright Group.

Evan’s face tightened.

Hundreds of marketing accounts were pushing the story today. It wasn’t isolated.

It was coordinated.

The kind of mass amplification that couldn’t simply be deleted.

Seeing him silent, Dora added pointedly,

“Summer’s mother is already on her way back.”

VERIFYCAPTCHA_LABELVerify