Chapter 327

“Is this for me?" Quentin's heart leaped. He was about to reach for the wallet, but Noelle snatched it away.

"Nope," she responded coolly, without looking up. She carefully placed the wallet and the bag into the suitcase compartment.

Quentin inhaled sharply. It was clear to him now who the wallet was meant for. Suppressing his anger, he tried to speak calmly, "I'm your husband, Elle."

Noelle arched her brow. "I would've forgotten about that if you hadn't mentioned it, Mr. Lowe." Then, she clicked the suitcase shut and set it aside.

His brows drew together in a tight frown. He was well aware that his constant letdowns had led her to say that, but it still didn't sit well with him.

Looking at him calmly, she said, "I've had plenty of time to think things through these past three days in Cleaveland. I've given you one last chance, and you blew it. So, it's time to keep your promise, Quentin. Let's get a divorce!"

Quentin's gaze hardened as he looked at her. "So, you're leaving m