Too Late, Sir: She's Not Begging Anymore novel Chapter 7

Gregory knew Madilynn would never agree to his divorce from Veronica, so he had planned to finalize it before she found out. That way, even if she learned about it later, there would be nothing she could do.

He hadn't expected her to find out so early.

Veronica had already come to terms with it and kept telling herself not to care. Still, seeing the open disgust and disdain on Gregory's face made her heart ache as if a thousand needles were piercing it.

She took a deep breath and looked at Gregory calmly. Her red lips parted as she said slowly, "I didn't tip her off. Whether you believe it or not, Gregory, I want this marriage to end even more than you do."

"Is that so?" Gregory looked utterly unconvinced by Veronica's words, his disbelief written plainly across his face.

"Are you playing hard to get just to catch my attention? Haven't you used tricks like that often enough in the past?"

Veronica's breathing grew heavier. It was true that she had once tried every possible way to get Gregory's attention.

"I'll find a chance to explain everything to Mrs. Sutton Senior. Don't worry, I'll make sure you and Camelia get what you want."

After saying that coldly, Veronica turned and walked out of the bedroom.

The moment she stepped outside, her phone rang. She pulled out her phone, and her breath caught for two seconds when she saw the caller ID labeled "Mom".

It only lasted a moment. She quickly steadied her breath, stepped onto the small balcony beside her, closed the door, and then swiped to answer.

"Hello?"

"I heard from Rowena that you've returned," the woman on the other end said, her tone distant and cold.

It hardly sounded like a mother speaking to her daughter.

"Yes," Veronica replied.

Veronica's mother, Justina Patton, continued, "Since you're back, come home immediately. You never explained what happened three years ago, and you never showed any remorse."

"Veronica, don't think that just because three years have passed, this matter is over," Justina said sternly.

At the mention of that incident from three years ago, Veronica suddenly smiled. Three years had passed, and it was time to settle everything.

"I'll come back tomorrow," Veronica said evenly.

"I want you back now, immediately." Justina's tone was sharp and uncompromising.

Veronica idly twirled the leaves of the small plant in front of her, her expression completely unchanged. "Sorry, I'm busy right now. Can't make it."

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