Divorce, Please: The Young Master Does Not Love Me

"Miss Monroe, we should go back. If Mr. Archer finds out you’ve been wandering around, we’ll both get scolded for it." When Maggie Monroe ignored them, Nanny Archer reached out, grabbed her arm, and spoke up to remind her.

Maggie Monroe impatiently swatted Nanny Archer’s hand away. "Don’t touch me. How many times have I told you people not to touch me?"

Nanny Archer’s expression instantly soured, but she still had to apologize patiently. "I’m sorry, Miss Monroe. Please don’t be angry. I-I didn’t mean to touch you." ’If I weren’t so desperate for money, I’d never agree to wait on this little princess.’

But Maggie Monroe had no patience for Nanny Archer’s apology. She strode toward Jasmine Warren and Mika Summers.

When Jasmine Warren turned and saw Maggie Monroe approaching, her expression immediately hardened. "Miss Monroe, you should go back and get some rest."

Maggie Monroe gave a delicate smile. "Thank you for your concern, Dr. Warren. I just thought your friend here looked familiar and wanted to come say hello."

"Oh? You two know each other?" Jasmine Warren looked at Mika Summers in surprise.

Mika Summers’s brows furrowed tightly. If she had only been a little suspicious before, now she was certain that Roya Monroe and Maggie Monroe were the same person.

That voice... she was all too familiar with it. So terribly familiar...

"Miss Summers, I do believe we’ve known each other for a long time... right?" Maggie Monroe asked, her expression soft as she raised an eyebrow.

Maggie Monroe’s words sent a slight tremor through Mika Summers’s heart. Forcing a calm expression, she curled her lip into a cold smile. "Yes, Miss Monroe and I have indeed known each other for a long time."

"What are you two talking about? I don’t get it at all," Jasmine Warren said, completely baffled.

Maggie Monroe looked down at her long, slender fingers, then lifted her gaze and gave a charming smile. "Miss Summers, you’re just as I imagined," she said softly. "Gentle, poised, obedient... No wonder Tristan chose you."

’Jasmine couldn’t understand the meaning behind her words, but Mika understood it all too well. Tristan Grayson had married her for two reasons: one, for his grandmother, and two, to protect Maggie Monroe from being discovered by the Grayson Family. For the past three years, all she had to do was obey... obey Tristan...’

’All the bad memories from the past came flooding back in that moment. Every single time she had resisted, every single time she had disobeyed, she had been punished by Tristan Grayson...’

She gripped the form in her hand, refusing to let herself look miserable or pitiful. At the very least, she couldn’t let this woman see her in such a pathetic state.

"You know, Miss Monroe, you’re not quite what I imagined. I always thought the ’little beauty hidden away in a golden cage’ would have long, flowing hair, or maybe a head of big, blonde curls. But someone like you... hmm, this is a first for me."

The moment Mika Summers finished speaking, the confused frown on Jasmine Warren’s face vanished. She threw her head back and burst out laughing. "PFFT—Honey, your imagination is way too wild! A kept woman doesn’t have to have long hair or big curls. A bald head works just fine, too." 𝒻𝑟𝘦𝘦𝘸ℯ𝒷𝑛𝘰𝓋ℯ𝘭.𝘤𝘰𝘮

Maggie Monroe’s pretty face instantly turned dark. Furious, she pointed at Mika Summers and Jasmine Warren and shrieked, "You’ve gone too far!" ’I used to have long hair, too. I only lost it because of chemotherapy and surgery. If it wasn’t for that, if I hadn’t gotten sick, what right did *this* woman have to marry Tristan...?’

Seeing Maggie Monroe biting her lip and fighting back tears, Mika ultimately couldn’t bring herself to be cruel. She patted Jasmine’s hand and said in a cool voice, "The test results should be ready soon."

Jasmine Warren nodded and steadied Mika, preparing to walk past Maggie Monroe and leave.

"Miss Summers, apologize to me!" Maggie Monroe said, her tone icy as she stretched out an arm to block their way.