Divorce, Please: The Young Master Does Not Love Me

Chapter 596: Chapter 594: Stepping on Someone Else’s Corpse

Just as Mika Summers was about to say something else, someone suddenly tapped her on the shoulder. "Excuse me, are you Miss Summers?"

"Yes, I am." Mika Summers furrowed her brow and turned to look at the waitress.

"Miss Summers, there’s a Miss Wang outside the hotel who wants to see you."

"A Miss Wang?"

"Yes, she said she’s a good friend of yours."

Hearing the waitress’s words, something suddenly occurred to Mika Summers. "Alright, I understand."

The waitress nodded. "Well, I’ll get back to my duties, then. I won’t disturb you any longer, Miss Summers."

"Mm."

As she watched the waitress walk away, Mika Summers’s thoughts were still elsewhere.

Chelsea York had been in the middle of an enthusiastic story, and being interrupted by this little episode clearly left her displeased.

When Mika Summers came back to her senses, she glanced at Chelsea York and gave her a slightly apologetic smile. "I’m sorry, a friend is here to see me. I’ll have to excuse myself."

"Of course, go ahead." Chelsea York nodded obediently, but when she saw the troubled look on Mika Summers’s face, she asked with concern, "Do you need me to go with you?"

"There’s no need."

Mika Summers picked up her handbag from behind her, stood up, and walked toward the hotel entrance.

Outside the hotel, she saw a woman standing on the steps with her back to her. She recognized that silhouette instantly—it was Jasmine.

Perhaps sensing Mika had come out, Jasmine Warren happened to turn around at that very moment.

Jasmine Warren looked at the woman standing before her, dressed in a white woolen coat. Beneath it was an eye-catching, floor-length gown in a brilliant red, and on her feet were six-inch crystal high heels.

A single glance was enough to make it hard to look away.

The woman before her now was truly no longer the Mika Summers of the past. What was the old Mika Summers like? Even though she had never been ugly, she had never looked this beautiful before.

The Mika Summers of this moment was dazzling, beautiful, and so high and mighty—a stark contrast to Jasmine Warren.

She curved her lips into a bitter smile as a wave of sourness washed over her heart.

"It seems you’ve been living well since marrying Tristan Grayson." ’No wonder she refuses to believe what I’m telling her...’

Mika Summers felt a sting in her nose, and her eyes began to redden. Her once-best friend was speaking to her in such a tone. She gave a self-deprecating smile. "Yes, I’m living very well. And I’m very happy."

"But your happiness was built on someone else’s corpse." Jasmine Warren’s throat felt raw and pained.

"’Built on someone else’s corpse?’" Mika Summers’s expression darkened instantly.

Jasmine Warren strode forward, grabbed Mika Summers’s arm, and tried to pull her away.

Mika Summers was completely stunned by Jasmine Warren’s sudden action, but her shock quickly turned to a surge of anger. As she came to her senses, she struggled desperately. "Make yourself clear! Whose corpse was it built on?"

"Didn’t you cause Maggie Monroe’s death? Mika Summers, when did you become this kind of person? For your own happiness, you were willing to strike a fatal blow against someone else." ’If I were Jason Lockwood, I would choose to get revenge on them too. How could they kill his sister and expect to live out the rest of their lives in peace?’

"Maggie Monroe’s death does have something to do with me, but do you have any idea what actually happened? Jasmine Warren, let go of me!" Every time Maggie was mentioned, Mika Summers felt on the verge of breaking down, and this time was no exception.

"I won’t. If you weren’t my best friend, I wouldn’t have even come to find you today."

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