The Wife He Dumped, The Queen She Returned As novel Chapter 40

Jenna's head whipped toward Chloe, a spark of absolute shock—followed immediately by euphoric glee—flashing in her eyes.

Preston's face darkened like a thundercloud. "Chloe! If you want to throw a tantrum, learn to pick your moments!"

"I am not throwing a tantrum!"

Chloe shifted her gaze back to Percival, her voice shaking slightly from the adrenaline.

"Grandfather, do you remember promising me years ago that, in exchange for saving Preston's life, you would grant me a single wish?"

Percival narrowed his eyes and let out a cold scoff. "Speak."

Meeting his icy, mocking stare, Chloe forced back the burn of unshed tears, delivering every word with crystal clarity.

"I want a divorce from Preston! The courthouse is still open. We can go finalize the paperwork right now!"

The moment the demand left her lips, Jenna could barely conceal the sheer ecstasy radiating from her expression. She looked at Preston, practically vibrating with anticipation.

Preston's face was completely terrifying. He aggressively snatched Chloe's wrist, attempting to forcibly drag her away.

"Come upstairs with me."

Chloe violently tore her arm from his grip and kept her eyes locked on Percival.

"You are a man of high honor. Surely, you wouldn't go back on your word."

Percival's gaze was as sharp as a scalpel, attempting to dissect her very soul. He let out another disdainful sneer.

"Do you honestly think these cheap manipulation tactics are going to intimidate me? You're just shooting yourself in the foot..."

He turned his heavy glare toward Preston, his tone brokering no argument.

"Preston, since she offered it up on a silver platter, give her exactly what she asked for."

A volcanic rage erupted within Preston's chest. He glared at Chloe with dead eyes, grinding out his answer through clenched teeth. "Fine."

She had truly become hopelessly arrogant lately!

If he didn't teach her a severe lesson right now, she would never understand the catastrophic consequences of pushing him too far!

Chloe was just about to speak when Preston interrupted.

Jenna scrambled to support him, but her eyes kept uncontrollably darting back to Chloe, her mind spiraling.

Was she... was she truly divorcing Preston?

Or was this all an elaborate, manipulative stunt just to force him into begging her to stay?

It didn't matter. This was the opportunity of a lifetime. Even if it was just a bluff, Jenna was going to do whatever it took to make sure those divorce papers were signed!

Having zero energy left to deal with their twisted mental gymnastics, Chloe retreated to one of the manor's side guest houses to rest.

Lying in bed, she tried to catch up on sleep, but tossed and turned restlessly.

She had fully expected to feel an overwhelming sense of relief the moment Preston finally agreed to the divorce.

Instead, her traitorous heart was throbbing with an uncontrollable, pathetic ache...

The memory of his proposal three years ago—and the tidal wave of absolute euphoria she had felt—was still agonizingly fresh in her mind. Looking back at it now, it was nothing but a sickening joke!

Just as Chloe was lost in her spiraling thoughts, the bedroom door suddenly clicked open from the outside.