Let’s Divorce Mrs. Wright Is Done Playing Nice novel Chapter 8

Chapter 8

After finding out that Stella was hospitalized in the same facility, Dora went straight to Stella’s room.

When she walked in, Stella happened to be on the phone.

“Yes,” Stella was saying calmly. “No mediation. We’ll proceed directly through legal channels.”

Dora’s brow twitched hard.

Legal channels?

Was she planning to divorce Evan?

Fine. Divorce would be perfect.

Seeing Dora enter, Stella ended the call, her expression cold.

Dora’s displeasure was immediate. “You were just on the phone with a divorce lawyer? Planning to divorce Evan?”

When she said the word divorce, there was unmistakable satisfaction in her tone.

God knew how long she’d wanted Stella out of the Wright family.

An orphanage girl. What right did she have to be her daughter-in-law? It was embarrassing just to be seen with

her.

Stella shot her a frosty glance and said nothing.

Dora snorted and dragged a chair over, sitting down heavily. “Divorce is fine. But don’t think you’re taking a single cent from the Wright family.”

Her words were blunt, her malice barely concealed.

A mocking smile curved Stella’s lips. “You’re that eager for Evan and me to divorce? So you can clear th way for Summer?”

“You-”

Dora bristled, like she’d been stepped on.

“Figures,” Stella went on coolly. “The whole city already thinks Evan’s going to take responsibility her.”

“No one even knows he’s been married to me all this time. Divorce first, then step in. It works out perfectly for you.”

Stella let out a quiet, mocking laugh and didn’t bother responding directly.

Instead, she asked calmly, “Do you know who I was just on the phone with?”

“A divorce lawyer, obviously. I don’t care who,” Dora snapped. “Do whatever you want.”

She couldn’t wait for Stella to divorce Evan.

No matter how powerful the lawyer was, Stella wouldn’t be taking a penny from the Wright family.

She had entered the marriage with nothing, and she’d leave with nothing.

“It was a lawyer, yes,” Stella said evenly. “Just not a divorce lawyer.”

Dora frowned. “Then what kind?”

“A copyright litigation lawyer.”

“What?”

The words copyright dispute clearly caught Dora off guard.