Daddy, You Got The Wrong Mommy-Chapter 446: Then Let’s Get Divorced

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Chapter 446: Chapter 446: Then Let’s Get Divorced

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One million!

That’s what she had to swallow her pride to ask her husband for, gone just like that!

Of course, she was unwilling to accept it!

But that Lord Donovan is a thug, how could she argue with him?

Elena pressed her lips tightly, hugging her arms.

The oversized clothes wrapped around her tightly.

The air was filled with a faint, elegant masculine scent.

Elena glanced at the men’s coat on her, thinking of the person inside, and her heart surged again.

A moment later, the door opened, and Leo Warren came out from inside.

His gaze landed on Elena, deep and unfathomable, making it hard to read his emotions.

Elena pressed her lips together, glanced at him, and then lowered her eyes slightly to hide her inner turbulence.

On the side, Ryan saw Leo coming out and quickly ran up, calling out, "Arthur."

"Don’t worry, it’s all sorted. The one million will be transferred to your account soon."

Leo slightly smiled, saying in a calm voice.

"Really? That’s great, thank you, Arthur."

Ryan’s eyes lit up, excitedly expressing his gratitude.

Leo still smiled nonchalantly, "Ryan, you’re grown up. You need to learn to discern right from wrong, and don’t engage in speculative activities again."

"Mm, I will remember this lesson."

Leo nodded, looking full of admiration.

At this moment, his phone rang, he looked at the phone, then at Elena.

"Sis, mom is calling. I must head back quickly."

"Mm."

Elena, somewhat absent-minded, hummed a response.

"Arthur, it’s been a while since we last met, when can you come over to visit?"

Ryan looked at Leo, curiosity filling his heart.

Curious about where he’d been all these years, how he managed to so easily settle everything with Lord Donovan.

"Sure, I’ll come."

Leo nodded, still unhurried.

"Then I’ll go first."

Ryan glanced at Elena, knowing she and Leo still had things to discuss.

After Ryan left, Leo looked at Elena and softly greeted her, "Meryl, how have you been?"

Just hearing "Meryl" made Elena’s heart tremble, almost breaking her down.

In her memory, only he would call her like that.

The two words from his mouth carried lingering affection.

Elena swallowed the bitterness in her throat, not answering his question, instead asking, "Arthur, where have you been all these years? Why did you leave without a word back then? Did something happen?"

Upon hearing this, a trace of emotion flashed in Leo’s eyes but disappeared in an instant.

He gently raised his hand, softly brushing her hair, a trace of tenderness.

"Meryl, live your life well, don’t ask things you shouldn’t."

The man’s tone was as gentle as in her memory.

But the youthful boy who spoke of everything to her back then had transformed into a calm and composed elite.

Now there seemed to be a vast distance, insurmountable between her and him.

Elena looked at him for a moment, then took a deep breath and stepped back a little.

"Mr. Warren, thank you for helping tonight, I will leave first."

Yes.

She and he were no longer from the same world.

He seemed to be doing well.

And she was a married woman.

She should keep her distance from him.

Elena turned and quickly left.

Behind her, Leo silently watched her back, a trace of emotion in his eyes.

For a moment, he took out a pack of cigarettes, tapped one out, lit it, and took a deep breath, as if trying to swallow all his frustration and helplessness.

In a corner, someone took a photo of the scene just now and then sent out a message.

"Miss Collins, there’s a change. Elena and her brother were rescued by the man in the photo."

Melody Lane, who received the message, looked at the photo on her phone and coldly smiled.

Indeed, the reason Ryan fell into the trap was she had someone orchestrate it.

She had bribed a maid in the Miles family, thus knowing Elena’s every move.

She originally wanted to use this opportunity to disgrace Elena, so she could no longer have a foothold in the Miles family.

But didn’t expect that just as things were about to be done, someone suddenly intervened.

Who on earth is this man?

He seems very familiar with Elena!

Melody’s eyes turned, and she called Mrs. Grant.

Elena avoided one misfortune, but she couldn’t just give up; she had to hurry to sow discord with Mrs. Grant.

Grant Villa.

Elena took a cab back home.

The whole way, she stared blankly at the scenery outside the window.

Back at the villa, she looked tired, only realizing after entering that she was still wearing Leo’s coat.

Just as she was about to take it off, a teacup was thrown at her, hitting her shoulder directly.

Startled and in pain, Elena clutched her shoulder, looking at the furious Mrs. Grant.

"Mrs. Grant, what are you doing?"

"You’re asking me what I’m doing? You shameless woman, taking money from the Miles family to support your maiden family is not enough; now you run off to bars to fool around with strange men after I scold you? Truly unfortunate to have you in the family! Divorce, tomorrow you’ll divorce Evan!"

Mrs. Grant’s harsh scolding was relentless.

Elena just felt very tired.

"Mrs. Grant, if you don’t like me, you can say it directly, but you can’t accuse me unjustly! When did I ever fool around with strange men?"

"You’re still quibbling?"

Mrs. Grant pointed at the coat Elena was wearing, "Whose coat is that on you? Do you dare swear you didn’t go to the bar and meet strange men today?"

Elena opened her mouth, suddenly feeling unable to refute.

She did go to a bar and meet a strange man.

So, in their eyes, she did go to meet a strange man.

"Get out, get out quickly, don’t pollute the air of the Miles family!"

Seeing Elena silent, Mrs. Grant signaled the servants to kick her out.

The servants obeyed, starting to push and shove Elena.

At this moment, Evan Miles came down from the upstairs, hearing the commotion.

"Stop it, what are you doing?"

Hearing Evan’s words, the servants stopped their actions.

Evan’s face was sullen, coldly staring at the servants, and then he walked over to Elena, examining her and pulling her to his side.

Mrs. Grant saw this and immediately stepped forward to complain.

"Son, mom wants you to divorce her quickly! Do you know she’s been fooling around with strange men behind your back?"

Hearing this, Evan temporarily ignored Mrs. Grant but looked at Elena.

"Elena, tell me, what’s going on?"

Elena paused, then honestly said, "I received a call from my brother; he fell into a trap and was extorted for a million, asking me to go to Royal Court Suites to rescue him, so I went."

"What? Your brother was extorted for a million? So, are you going to ask Evan for money again? Is your whole family treating the Miles family like a cash machine?"

Upon hearing Elena’s words, even before Evan could speak, Mrs. Grant loudly mocked.

Elena was in a very bad mood tonight.

Grievance, fear, frustration...

A series of negative emotions filled her heart.

She looked at Mrs. Grant’s disgusted expression, took a deep breath, and broke free from Evan’s hand.

"Sorry, it’s all my fault. Evan, let’s get a divorce."

After all, this marriage was inexplicable from the start.

If the Miles family despises her so much, then they should divorce.