All Chapters of Sorry, We're Divorced: Chapter 161 - Chapter 170

Janet ordered the bodyguards, "Get this woman out of here! I don't care where—just get her out of my sight; the further the better!"Instinctively, Xyla had always been scared of Janet. "What are you doing, Madam Burns?" Her voice wavered between genuine fear and a forced act, her body trembling.Janet sneered, "How dare you call Elle a bitch? Obviously, you're the real bitch here! Who else comes back to meddle in their ex's marriage after they've broken up?"She didn't want to waste her breath on Xyla anymore. "Hurry up and get this pile of shit out of here!"Early this morning, a friend of hers sent her a message and told her what had happened at Restaurant Blanc the night before and everything Xyla had said. Janet was so furious that she couldn't even eat her breakfast. Fortunately, her friend added that Noelle had kicked Xyla into a pond, which made her feel slightly better. After breakfast, she still took her bodyguards to the hospital. Her bodyguards each grabbed one of X

Noelle's studio had been running smoothly for three years; nothing like this had ever happened before. Quentin ruffled her hair and cupped her face. "I'll get to the bottom of this for you, okay?"There was something about the way he spoke and looked at her that soothed her rattled heart, and she couldn't help but nod. He then noticed the injury on her palm and frowned. "You're hurt?" A chilling air emanated from his body. "It's just a small cut, nothing serious." Noelle pulled her hand back and turned to check on her injured employees. Fortunately, her employees' injuries weren't serious. It seemed as though the mob's main goal was to cause as much damage as possible, almost as if they were attempting to destroy the place on purpose. Quentin thought of something and whispered a few words to Martin, who nodded and left. Quentin then called a few people over to help clean up the studio and replace everything that had been damaged. In the evening, the couple received an

John paused before continuing, "We need to ask Noelle's opinion first."There was no doubt that he loved Noelle and was willing to protect her for the rest of his life. However, she had to agree to it first, and he would always respect her decision.Noelle breathed a sigh of relief and gave him a grateful look. John turned his head slightly to meet her gaze, offering her a reassuring smile. Yet, a pang of disappointment tugged at his heart. It appeared as though she didn't want to marry him. Fortunately, he hadn't agreed to Janet's proposal earlier. Or else Noelle would've been put in an awkward situation. Janet hadn't expected John to be so rational. In her mind, anyone else would've readily agreed to such a proposal. She turned to Noelle and asked, "Elle, do you agree with what I've said?"This poor girl had grown up without the love of her parents and ended up marrying a good-for-nothing man. Janet sincerely hoped that she could be with John. Even though he was older, he wa

Quentin was the most esteemed man in Dragfort and the CEO of Stille Industries. Countless people sought his favor, though few managed to secure it. When he spoke in such a humble tone, his client was taken aback, repeatedly assuring him it was no trouble at all and that another gathering could be arranged when he was feeling better.After hanging up the phone, Quentin leaned back in his seat and closed his eyes to rest. Soon, the couple arrived at the villa. Quentin got out of the car, walked around to the other side, and took Noelle's hand. Noelle's heart raced, wondering if he would torment her that night. He took her upstairs and pushed her onto the bed, his towering figure looming over her. His breath was hot on her face, and she felt her throat tighten. "Quentin, I hope you can show me some respect. Otherwise, I truly can't find a reason to stay with you!"Noelle remained calm and composed, showing no signs of anger or fear. But her clear, dark eyes were clouded with sadness

Noelle turned away and remained silent. She knew how dangerous it was, but she was on the verge of losing control.Quentin said, "How about we go see your mother tomorrow?"She was stunned for a while before quickly sitting up and said, "Really?"He nodded and replied, "Yes."Seeing the certainty in his eyes, she calmed down."Then let's leave early," she said.It was a long journey from the city to the remote county, and they still had to go into the mountains. She didn't want to leave after barely saying a few words to Emmie."Alright," Quentin agreed.They didn't speak for the rest of the night. At dawn, Quentin drove Noelle himself, without Martin. This made it feel like they were going on a picnic, which subtly brought them closer.The night earlier, he had Martin procure a large amount of daily necessities and fresh fruits to be distributed to the archaeological staff.When they stopped at a service area for a break, a young couple got out of a nearby car. The woman's e