All Chapters of Divorce That Scumbag And Take The Lead: Chapter 271 - Chapter 280

"Mom." Eulalia looked at the gentle smile of the woman in the photo, sniffling with a stuffy nose. "I really, really want to see you, even for just a moment. I thought dying would let me see you, but I never expected to live a whole new life. Why did I come back to life when you didn't?"Why was she the only one who got to live again?Did they not want her, even in death?Eulalia carefully wiped the photo on the tombstone clean. The woman in the picture wore a gentle smile, her face as beautiful as a painting.She hugged the tombstone, curling up with her head resting on the photo, like a child snuggling up to their mother for warmth and comfort."Mom, I wish you could hug me..." As soon as Eulalia opened her mouth, it felt like razor blades were stuck in her throat. Speaking caused searing pain, as if it was tearing open wounds in her flesh.Eulalia's nose turned red. She bit her lip hard, crying helplessly.She missed her mom so much, had missed her since she was little. She longed

The driver's door opened and Oliver got out. He looked at Eulalia with a complex expression. After hesitating for a moment, he finally spoke: "Mrs. Dunraven."Eulalia frowned. "Oliver, the Eulalia from back then died in that big fire. Even if she hadn't been burned to death, she and Percival divorced long ago. I really don't want you to call me like that."Oliver lowered his head, not daring to meet Eulalia's sharp gaze. "I'm sorry."This apology was for both his slip-up just now and for his cold indifference as a bystander back then."Ms. Clearwater, what I'm about to say might be a bit much, but I still want to say it. I hope you can give the boss another chance. He truly knows he was wrong. In the three years you've been gone, he's been living a life worse than death. Last night, he almost died trying to find the hair tie you casually threw into the river..."Eulalia clicked her tongue. "What a pity that he didn't."Her words were tinged with sarcasm and gloom. "If you think it's g

Percival froze. His chest still felt dully painful. He pressed a hand to it, looking up at Oliver with dark eyes, taking in his nervous, worried, extremely complex expression.A sense of unease rose in him. He had a feeling Oliver was hiding something major.What did he mean, "You'll die"?Oliver had nagged him about this for three years, telling him to take care of his health or he'd die.He'd never taken it seriously before. He was already living a life worse than death, wishing more than anyone that he could die quickly.But hearing Oliver say those words now made him pause. A chill ran down his spine in an instant."What do you mean?"Oliver couldn't meet Percival's questioning gaze. His eyes darted around. After a long moment, he let go of Percival and opened a drawer, taking out the medical report. He carefully placed it on the blanket.Percival had seen many such reports before, but most were Eulalia's. He rarely saw his own.He read the report over and over, his body going num

Percival clawed his way to his current position, getting his hands dirty with all sorts of shady business along the way. He's not a good person - he'll do whatever it takes to get what he wants. He's petty and holds grudges like nobody's business. When he's out to get someone, he won't let up until they're totally destroyed. He's like a honey badger - even with blood pouring down his face, he'll keep fighting till his opponent's down for the count. He's full of aggression and isn't afraid of anyone.They say your environment shapes who you are, and man, does that show with Percival.Growing up in the emotionless family, Percival never learned about love. He doesn't understand it, can't do it, and looks down on it. Over time, he sealed himself off in darkness as a way to protect himself.He's a master of deception and always plans three steps ahead while others are just winging it. He always makes sure he's got a way out so he doesn't end up screwed.But then something unexpected happe

Facing a barrage of questions from reporters, Steele calmly replied, "We finished revising the script on the 6th and sent it to Eulalia's agent right after.""Do you have a record of that?""Of course." Steele pulled out his phone, scrolled for a bit, then held it up to one of the cameras. "Here it is."It showed an email sent on the 6th. Not just that - Steele had sent it three times, including once on the 7th.Steele explained, "I was worried she might not receive the script, so I sent it again on the 7th. Her agent even confirmed receiving the file. I don't think an agent would screw over their own client, right?""Why didn't you send it directly to Eulalia instead of going through her agent?"Barry, looking pale beside Steele, wiped her eyes and leaned on his shoulder. "You guys know what's up between us, right? Eulalia snatched the role from the production team using shady methods, and I don’t have her number."Barry was known for being blunt - she said whatever was on her mind.