Let’s Divorce Mrs. Wright Is Done Playing Nice novel Chapter 822

Chapter 822

Leon left.

Monique’s wound had been treated. It was not deep at all.

Even now, she only felt a faint sting when she spoke.

Once they were alone, Vivian looked at her.

“So? Did that woman finally get the message and back off?”

“She has a strong personality,” Monique said. “I don’t think she and Leon will be able to make up after this. You can relax now, Vivian.”

They had only exchanged a few words.

But Monique could already tell Jennifer was not someone who would accept being mistreated.

With the Redson family acting the way they had, Jennifer was bound to fight with Leon, whether Monique had shown up or not.

Vivian nodded with satisfaction.

“Good. Let them fight.”

The worse, the better.

Men, especially men raised in families like theirs, lacked nothing.

What they wanted from a woman outside their social circle was someone obedient.

At first, a fiery personality might seem exciting.

But once the arguments became too exhausting, Leon would lose patience.

And then breaking up with Jennifer would happen naturally.

“It’s just a shame you got hurt. How did that woman manage to injure you?”

Vivian clearly did not believe Monique had accidentally run into Jennifer’s knife.

And if Jennifer was willing to pick up a knife…

Then she and Leon were sure to fight even more fiercely after this.

“It was an accident,” Monique said. “It’s only a small cut. You don’t need to worry.”

“How could I not worry? It’s your face. What will your parents say?”

“Don’t worry. They’re overseas, so they won’t know. I won’t be going abroad for a while either.”

Monique’s thoughtfulness only made Vivian more pleased with her.

“You’re such a good girl. I’m sorry you had to go through this.”

Monique shook her head.

Then, thinking of Jennifer’s pregnancy, she asked, “But Jennifer is pregnant. You really…”

“A child from a woman like that is nothing our family needs.”

There were plenty of women in the world who could have children.

Even through the screen, she could practically hear him grinding his teeth.

Finally, Jennifer answered.

“Go ahead,” she said with a cold laugh. “How are you planning to settle this?”

He had claimed there was nothing between him and Monique.

But now Monique was hurt, and this was how he was treating Jennifer?

“Where are you?” Leon asked.

“Are you asking me to pay up? Tell me how much. I’ll send it. There’s no need to meet.”

Phones were convenient.

Anything could be said over one.

“Don’t make me find you another way.”

He clearly had no intention of discussing this over the phone.

Jennifer went still.

His tone was hard.

Too hard.

And something in her chest dropped.