Let’s Divorce Mrs. Wright Is Done Playing Nice novel Chapter 823

Chapter 823

She had been wrong.

Completely wrong.

Jennifer had actually thought Leon was the most refined and easygoing out of Felix, Lucas, and Evan.

But thinking about it now…

What man in that circle didn’t have his own way of handling things behind the scenes?

You only saw what they wanted you to see.

Just like Felix had shown Stella only what he wanted her to see.

And Leon had done the same to Jennifer.

When Jennifer did not answer, Leon’s anger flared again.

“Did you suddenly lose your voice?”

“Lakeside Coffee by Cloud Lake.”

Leon had been on his way to Jennifer’s apartment.

He knew she would probably avoid going home just to keep away from him.

And he had been right.

He immediately turned the car around and headed for Cloud Lake.

Jennifer was actually at home.

She simply did not want to meet Leon somewhere private.

Half an hour later, they met at the coffee shop by the lake.

Leon arrived first.

Jennifer sat down across from him.

“I ordered you some lemon water,” Leon said.

He knew what she liked.

But in her current condition, she should not be drinking coffee.

Jennifer ignored him and looked at the server.

“An Americano, please.”

“Of course.”

Leon’s expression darkened the moment she ordered coffee. “Seriously? You’re still drinking coffee at a time like this?” Did she have any awareness at all that she was pregnant?

“I’m not keeping it,” Jennifer said. “Why should I watch what I drink?”

She was telling the truth.

The moment she learned she was pregnant, she had never planned to keep the baby.

Irritated, Leon picked up.

“What?”

“About Monique getting hurt, are you going to give me an explanation, or is Jennifer?”

The speaker was not loud.

But the café was empty, and Jennifer heard every word.

At the mention of Monique’s injury, she looked at Leon with open mockery.

Leon did not like that look.

His brows pulled together.

“What?”

“If you’re giving me the explanation, then marry Monique,” Vivian said. “I won’t hold Jennifer responsible. But if Jennifer is giving it, you know exactly what price I’ll make her pay.”

Vivian’s voice carried the authority of someone used to being obeyed.

Even over the phone, the threat was unmistakable. you threatening me?” Leon asked.

“I’m telling you what I want,” Vivian said. “And you…”

She did not finish the sentence.

She hung up.

Leon stared at the ended call, the anger around him impossible to hide.