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Let’s Divorce Mrs. Wright Is Done Playing Nice novel Chapter 722

Chapter 722

Ruby had completely abandoned her.

With no other choice, Summer called Frank.

She had nowhere else to turn.

Dora and Fiona were gone.

Summer knew they at least had Yara’s place to shelter at.

But she truly had nowhere left to go.

Frank answered. “What do you want now?”

His voice was full of impatience.

Of course it was.

The Holland family had once gained a foothold in Harbor City.

But because Summer had provoked Evan, the family was now on the verge of collapse. Everything was falling

apart.

Summer said, “I have nowhere to go.”

She said it directly.

They had once cared about each other, hadn’t they?

And she had done so much for the Holland family.

If Frank remembered even a fraction of what they had shared, he could at least give her somewhere to stay. “What does that have to do with me? Didn’t you tell me over the phone before that you regretted being with me? That you felt guilty toward Steven? So where’s all that guilt now?”

Summer said nothing.

Hearing Frank say that made her face burn with humiliation.

Yes.

She did feel guilty toward Steven.

And she truly regretted what she had done with Frank.

But guilt and regret had both lost to the humiliation of having nowhere to go.

Summer took a deep breath. “If you have any regard for what we once had, give me somewhere to stay.”

“The Holland family is about to go bankrupt Where exactly am I supposed to find you a place to live?”

Frank rejected her without hesitation.

It was cold.

Merciless.

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Summer said nothing.

Her chest felt stuffed with cotton, aching in small, relentless waves.

Frank said, “Summer, you’re a disaster. You destroyed the Wright family, and now you’ve destroyed the Holla too.”

“What did you say?”

Summer’s breath caught sharply.

Frank said, “I said you’re a curse. Bad luck follows you everywhere. Did you hear me?”

Summer said nothing.

A disaster.

A curse.

How much had the Holland family gained from her over the years?

They had used every advantage she gave them to establish themselves in Harbor City step by step.

“I’m a disaster? I’m a curse? Frank, have some conscience! When you were taking all the benefits I gave your family, why didn’t you call me a curse then? Why didn’t you call me a disaster?”

Summer finally snapped.

The entire Wright family could say those things about her.

But the Hollands, and Frank most of all, had no right.

What right did he have to talk to her like that?

When he had begged her to handle things for him, he had not sounded like this.

Now that she was useless to him…

Now that she could no longer help him get what he wanted…

She had become a curse?

Summer was furious.

Frank said, “If you called to talk to me about conscience, then I’m sorry. I don’t have one.”

Frank was not even pretending anymore.

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