The Queen Returns—And She's Unforgiving novel Chapter 44

By the time Evelyn reached Grant Manor, it was almost 9:00 pm. The evening rush hour had significantly delayed her arrival.

Margaret was pleasantly surprised to see her return.

"Mrs. Grant, you're back! Have you eaten already? Do you need me to prepare something for you to eat?"

"Oh, no need to. I'm just stopping by for a short while," Evelyn responded politely.

"Why are you leaving so soon? Did you… fight with Mr. Grant again?" Margaret grew anxious.

"No." Evelyn opened the shoe cabinet and took out a pair of indoor slippers.

She really didn't fight with him. Lucas wouldn't even bat an eye at her most of the time. His intentional neglect was far more hurtful than losing the spark in a relationship.

Aside from the obligated monthly meetings, they barely interacted with each other, let alone argued.

They had never gotten into a fight. They were just simply getting a divorce.

Margaret had been a housekeeper at Grant Manor ever since they got married. She knew Evelyn's temper pretty well and assumed she was just being stubborn.

She couldn't help but try to persuade her. "Mrs. Grant, there's nothing that you both can't resolve. Marriage is all about small fights and eventually making up with each other. You of all people should understand this.

"You clearly still love him, and can't bear to leave him either. How did you two end up like this…"

How would this even end? After all, Margaret was sure that Evelyn would only embarrass herself if she came crawling back.

Evelyn paused, zoning out for a bit.

So this was how everyone saw her from their point of view.

She was one to swallow her pride, never hold grudges, always humbled herself, and did whatever it took to please Lucas without a second thought.

No one would even consider that she could be the one who walked away first.

She pressed her lips together in silence before changing the subject. "Has Lucas been back lately?"

"Not as often," Margaret said with some hesitation.

Evelyn had already expected that answer. "I see. You should get some rest."

Of course, he wasn't coming home. He had been staying with Tiffany this whole time, so why would he come back?

Evelyn went upstairs to the study room. There were two study rooms in this manor—one was Lucas' private room, where she wasn't allowed to set foot in, while the other was an open space where she used to read in her spare time.

For the past three years, she had been keeping up with the times and continuing to learn.

She was familiar with every corner of this place. She was the one who arranged everything on her own, so she could vaguely remember where things were kept.

It didn't take long for her to find the book on the middle shelf.

To make sure she didn't leave anything else behind, she looked around once more and packed all the books that belonged to her into a box.

Even with such little physical work, she was already feeling exhausted.