All Chapters of Divorcing My Ruthless Husband : Chapter 191 - Chapter 200

Stefani glared at Jacob with contempt and forcefully pushed him away, her anger boiling over because he had interrupted her. She then shifted her attention to Shaira's parents, her expression filled with remorse. However, the elders only responded with a sad smile and shook their heads, absolving her of any blame."Get away from me!" Stefani forcefully shoved Jacob once again.But Jacob refused to let her go, his gaze shifting towards Summer and Steven, silently conveying that they were leaving. He no longer waited for their response and forcefully dragged Stefani out of the villa.Stefani struggled to break free, but Jacob was growing increasingly irritated by her behavior."I said let me go! Can't you hear me? Look at what you've done! You're ruining everything again!" Stefani shouted.Jacob's grip on her wrist tightened, and he forcefully pushed her into the car, shooting her a cold glance. He then slammed the door shut and took his place in the driver's seat. As Stefani felt his a

Stefani gazed intently at Jacob's injury, deep in thought about the question he had asked. As she contemplated, she couldn't help but yearn to experience a love that was all-encompassing."If that person truly wants me, I want them to witness my flaws from the start. Only then, if they still find those imperfections endearing, will I allow them to remain by my side," Stefani expressed, gently tending to Jacob's wound. "After all, everyone deserves a companion who embraces them wholeheartedly, even during their darkest moments."“And what if the person you've been searching for all along is right in front of you? And what if that person is blind to your imperfections because all they see is your perfection?” Jacob's words hit home, resonating deep within Stefani. "Sometimes, we're so caught up in other things that we fail to notice what's right in front of us."Stefani couldn't help but feel a flutter of excitement upon hearing Jacob's words. She scolded herself for entertaining such t

Jacob's frustration boiled over as he flung the incorrect file towards the woman, his voice filled with anger. “Can't you do it right?! Or am I not being clear?! I told you to change the data with more accurate basis, is that hard?!”This outburst was completely out of character for him, as he had always managed to handle any chaotic situation with composure despite the chaos and problems that often arose in the company.The woman trembled in fear, taken aback."I-I'm sorry, Mr. Hansley. I will revise the data again and ensure the team provides more accurate information," she stammered, her voice filled with fear."Leave!" Jacob's voice was cold and demanding, causing the woman to scurry away with her tail between her legs.As she hurriedly left the room, Jacob's anger continued to consume him. He glared angrily at the wall, frustration evident in his eyes. He forcefully threw all the papers on his desk, his hands trembling with rage. Leaning back in his chair, he closed his eyes and

Stefani's grip tightened on the paper bag containing Jacob's food as she shot him an intense glare. "Stop being so sarcastic with me."Jacob remained unfazed, which only served to further irritate Stefani. Determined, she marched over to his desk and forcefully placed the bag down. "Fine, I apologize for bothering you. But you should at least appreciate the fact that I made you breakfast!""I never asked you to do that. Next time, don't do things that aren't genuine. I don't want to owe you anything."Stefani's heart sank at his cold words, and he didn't even acknowledge the bag she had brought, causing her even more pain."Why are you like this?" Stefani asked, her voice trembling with the threat of tears."Like this?" Jacob sneered. "Isn't this what you wanted? To not interfere in each other's lives. Why are you acting as if you're being bullied again?"Stefani gritted her teeth and took a deep breath before whispering, "Caring about you was a mistake. I shouldn't have."Upon hearin

Stefani wiped the perspiration off her forehead, using her apron to dry her hands. She glanced at the simmering pork soup on the stove, realizing that she had moved beyond simply watching online cooking videos. She had taken the leap and enrolled in culinary school."Alright! Once you're finished preparing, have your partners taste it and let them provide feedback on your dish. Their opinions will account for 30% of your score, while mine, as your teacher, will make up the remaining 70%," the teacher announced.The room erupted in cheers at the teacher's words. She continued, "Remember, their comments will reflect your honesty, and their praise will determine your grades."Stefani's heart raced as she wondered how Jacob would react to her cooking. Lost in her thoughts and the excitement of her classmates, she suddenly noticed someone raising their hand."But Ma'am, what if I don't have a partner?" the student asked.Laughter filled the room, and Stefani furrowed her brow as she tried