Let’s Divorce Mrs. Wright Is Done Playing Nice novel Chapter 892

Chapter 892

“Be up early tomorrow,” Felix called after her. “Jack will come pick you up.”

“Give it up. I’m not going to the Black Sea.”

Anyone who knew anything about the Black Sea knew how dangerous it was.

And Felix actually wanted to take her there.

Before he could say anything else, Stella went upstairs.

Felix watched her leave, her cold attitude filling him with helpless frustration.

As he walked out of the Hogarth estate, he passed a man.

Seymour.

Felix found him vaguely familiar, though he could not remember where he had seen him before.

But he was certain the man did not work for the Hogarth family.

If he did, Felix would have recognized him immediately instead of merely finding him familiar.

He did not give it much thought and got into the car.

The moment Felix drove away, Seymour called Evan.

Evan answered quickly.

“Speak.”

“Mr. Hernandez intends to take Mrs. Wright to the Black Sea.”

“What?”

Evan’s voice rose sharply.

He sounded ready to explode.

“What the hell is he doing?”

“He came to see Mrs. Wright about Summer.”

“Did he accuse her?”

That would have been good.

An accusation would only drive Stella and Felix further apart, which was exactly what Evan wanted.

“No. They didn’t argue much about Summer. He mainly told her he was taking her to the Black Sea.”

Summer’s death had not caused much of a confrontation between them.

But Felix insisting on taking Stella to the Black Sea at a time like this was clearly suspicious.

“Understood,” Evan said. “Don’t let his people get anywhere near her.”

The moment Felix answered, Evan demanded, “Summer is dead, and now you want to take Stella to the Black Sea. What the hell are you planning?”

The name Summer came through clenched teeth.

Evan did not want Summer to continue affecting Stella’s life.

He had once broken Stella’s heart because of her.

Now he wanted Summer to disappear from Stella’s world completely.

Not merely because she was dead.

He wanted her to have no power over Stella ever again.

Yet Summer had barely died, and Felix was already trying to take Stella to the Black Sea.

What was he planning?

Had Summer truly mattered that much to him?

Now that she was dead, did he intend to make Stella pay for it?

“Do I owe you an explanation?” Felix asked coldly. “And what makes you think you’re entitled to one?”

“You still expect me to believe that woman wasn’t your great lost love?” Evan sneered. “Her sister dies, and the next thing you do is drag Stella to the Black Sea.”

His voice was thick with mockery.