The Wife He Dumped, The Queen She Returned As novel Chapter 39

About an hour later, Eleonora had peacefully drifted off to sleep on the chaise lounge.

Gazing at her serene face, Chloe quietly draped a cashmere blanket over her.

Meanwhile, out in the main hall, Jenna and Percival were still deeply engrossed in their lively conversation.

Fueled by the alcohol he had consumed earlier, Percival's voice began to echo through the space.

Suddenly, he let out a heavy, furious sigh. "Preston, you are an absolute fool!"

Sensing where this was going, Preston immediately tried to cut him off. "Grandfather, you're drunk. Let me help you upstairs."

Next to them, Jenna's ears instantly perked up.

Riding the aggressive wave of liquid courage, Percival pushed him away. "What exactly does she think the Hayes family is? Some target for her filthy schemes?"

"How could you be stupid enough to fall into her trap? And that mother of hers... Ugh! They are absolute vultures, repulsive to the core!"

Preston desperately tried to silence him again. "Grandfather, stop... It had nothing to do with her..."

"How could it have nothing to do with her? Do you honestly believe a pure flower can bloom in a pile of rotting trash? Trash breeds trash, Preston! Don't let her play you for a fool!"

His booming voice carried perfectly, every vicious syllable piercing straight into Chloe's right ear.

Even without a name, anyone with a pulse knew exactly who he was talking about!

Chloe's hands clenched into tight fists, her chest boiling with sheer, unadulterated fury.

What on earth did they think she had done? What horrific crime was she supposedly guilty of?

Chloe abruptly stood up and marched straight toward the main hall.

"Preston, thank God it's not too late. You need to divorce her and marry Jenna... I know your heart belongs to Jenna. I refuse to watch you suffer like this for the rest of your life!"

"As for that woman, since all she wanted was money, just write her a check and throw her out! Get rid of her so we don't have to be disgusted by her presence every day!"

Percival's absolute hatred for Chloe had completely festered. He despised everything about her but had kept his mouth shut to maintain appearances.

But now, with Jenna back and enough alcohol in his system, all his suppressed venom finally exploded.

"What exactly did I do wrong? If you have something to say, say it straight to my face! Stop hiding behind these disgusting, passive-aggressive remarks... How dare you..."

Before she could finish, Preston's dark voice cut her off. "Stop making a scene. Grandfather needs to go upstairs and rest."

Jenna rolled her eyes dramatically. "Who was even talking about you? Psycho."

In a matter of seconds, they somehow twisted it to make her look like the unhinged villain.

The three of them were a united front, standing solidly against her!

Chloe stormed forward, physically blocking their path.

"Since you love talking behind my back so much, let's lay it all out right here, right now!"

Percival blearily forced his eyes open. Recognizing her face, he sneered in disgust. "Utterly lacking in decorum!"

Those exact words were the final straw that shattered Chloe's restraint.

Driven to the edge of insanity, she glared straight into his eyes. "Mr. Hayes, since you despise me so intensely and have such severe prejudice against me, then order Preston to divorce me right now!"