All Chapters of Divorce That Scumbag And Take The Lead: Chapter 221 - Chapter 230

They went to the beach… They not only cremated Eulalia’s body but also took the ashes to the beach. What are they planning to do…The staff looked at the man in front of them, utterly confused.Percival, feeling helpless, let go of the staff member’s hand. His once proud posture seemed to break at that moment...“Are you really going to scatter the ashes into the sea?”Orian nodded, sitting on the island, gently holding the urn in his hands.Three years ago, when Eulalia was diagnosed with stomach cancer, it was almost as if she had foreseen this outcome.The salty sea breeze brushed against his face, making Orian’s dry eyes start to water again. He carefully cradled the urn like it was a priceless treasure.“She said to donate her organs to those in need after she died, and then to scatter the remaining ashes into the sea…”Even in death, she thought about using her body to help others. How could such a kind-hearted girl not be treated better by fate?Benedict squatted nearby, feelin

At first, she could still struggle, but eventually she lost even the strength to move, only hoping the dog would find her unappetizing and bite her less severely.This three-day ordeal was all thanks to the man she had once desperately wanted to marry, the one she had loved with all her heart.She had done many evil things, always counting on Percival's "forgiving" nature. Even if he knew she had colluded with others to harm Eulalia, she thought he wouldn't do anything to her, after all the good years they had shared.But she never imagined Percival would be so ruthless, locking her in a dog cage to be mauled.Evadne had forgotten that those seven years were all a lie, a nest she had usurped.When Evadne reached out to him, Percival kicked her away.Evadne couldn't hold back her sobs, her mouth agape as she gasped for air, blood trickling from the corners. It only made her already filthy face even dirtier.Just as Percival had once "cherished" her, now he hated her with equal intensit

Percival stayed there for three days before heading back. The villa that had been burnt down was now fully renovated. The fire had completely destroyed the first floor, but the second floor was relatively intact, with important things still in place. He went upstairs to the bedroom he once shared with Eulalia.He casually rummaged through the drawers. Everything was still in its original spot. The clothes in the wardrobe, the skincare products on the vanity, even the jewelry in the jewelry box—all untouched, like nothing had changed. He opened a safe and pulled out a few envelopes. These were the promises he had written during Eulalia’s amnesia.“I, Percival, solemnly swear not to be a jealous husband. I won’t get irrationally jealous or sour at any time. I will give my wife freedom, respect her, cherish her, believe in her, and love her forever. I, Percival, vow to be generous, magnanimous, and gracious. If I break this promise, I am no better than an animal.”Percival clutched the e

It was a morning after the rain, with sunlight peeking through the clouds, casting a soft glow through the glass and creating colorful halos. Eulalia’s head was buzzing as her soul and body slowly fused. She suddenly opened her eyes, touched her heart, and heard the “thump thump” of her heartbeat. Wasn’t she burned to death in a fire? Why could she still feel her heartbeat and her hands?Her nails were intact, and her hands were beautiful with long and delicate fingers. They looked a lot like her old hands but definitely weren’t hers. Eulalia got up from the bed, looked down at her hands, and pinched her thigh in disbelief. It hurt—she wasn’t dreaming.She took a deep breath, almost passing out from the strong smell of gas around her. Eulalia quickly opened the doors and windows, followed the smell to the kitchen, and turned off the gas stove valve.Back in the bedroom, she stood in front of the dressing table, looking in the mirror. This wasn’t her face, but it looked about 60% like

The agent finally felt satisfied after hearing her agree. Before hanging up, he softly reminded her to put on some makeup and not be late for the 2 PM audition.Eulalia outwardly agreed but couldn’t help a mocking laugh inside. Makeup for an audition? Do they think she’s an idiot?Besides, her original makeup skills were terrible, and the company’s style for her was “mature and seductive.” She was just over 20, how mature could she be? And seductive? It ended up looking like a mess.People these days judge by appearance. “Riley” with her heavy smoky makeup and bright red lipstick, the thick makeup covered her naturally pretty face. She had a great figure but lacked the aura of a mature woman. Wearing revealing clothes made her look awkward and desperate.Eulalia checked her wardrobe and found a white shirt and jeans. She braided her hair, put on sunglasses and a mask, ensuring she wouldn’t be recognized before heading out.Small-time fame is nurtured, big-time fame depends on luck.Th