Drea de Matteo: Leaving Desperate Housewives

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Attention, moving companies: Send multiple vans to Wisteria Lane.

With rumors circulating that Dana Delany might be on her way out of Desperate Housewives, it's now been confirmed that Drea de Matteo will exit the series in May.

While critics will say De Matteo's character never came close to clicking with viewers, creator Marc Cherry told Michael Ausiello that the actress' contract never extended beyond this spring.

“Part of the deal when we hired Drea was she was only interested in doing one season,” Cherry said. “She has a baby and is eager to get back to her life in New York.”

The Bolen Family

The creator would not spoiler Angie's exit, but did say the arrival John Barrowman - as the man she has been on the run from - will build toward “an explosive finale" At this point, “all the mysterious parts of her past will be revealed.”

Will you miss de Matteo on the show?

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