All Chapters of Sorry, We're Divorced: Chapter 191 - Chapter 200

"Did he bully you again?" John asked lowly, narrowing his eyes. A heavy, almost palpable tension filled the air around him.Gazing at him, Yvette suddenly thought John was such a loving man. If she were to have a man like him in her life, she'd be the happiest woman alive.While she was daydreaming about a life with John, Noelle composed herself and smiled. "No, he didn't. Let's eat!"Even though she was clearly smiling, it didn't reach her eyes. His heart ached. Without saying another word, John lowered his head and ate. But the food tasted like sawdust.After their late-night snack, John headed off on his own. On the way home, he called a friend. "Find out what's been going on between Quentin Lowe, his wife, and Xyla Cadwell over the past few days!"He wasn't one to meddle in others' affairs, but Noelle was his Achilles' heel. He couldn't watch her suffer from the sidelines forever.…As Yvette drove Noelle home, she couldn't help but think that her lousy cousin couldn't hold

"You can't do this to me, John Xenos! Quentin won't let you get away with treating me like this!" Xyla yelled, her heart pounding with fear and panic. Gone was her usual gentle and demure demeanor. Once the EEG was done, her lie would be exposed. Noticing had John remained as steady as a rock, she was livid. "Quint will make you pay for this, John Xenos!""That's fine. I'd like to see him try," John responded indifferently, gesturing for them to start. Throughout the test, John stayed in the room. This hospital was one of Dragfort's best private hospitals, and the doctors were his own men. The results were accurate. Half an hour later, John held up the report in his hands. It confirmed that Xyla's EEG was normal. A sardonic smile played on his lips as he took in the results. "Send Ms. Cadwell back," he instructed the people inside the room with a meaningful smile.As soon as the results were out, Xyla's heart sank. She collapsed on the ground and was dragged away by John's men.

Mark's expression changed slightly when his gaze landed on Lorraine. Janet picked up her shoes, surprised to see Noelle walking over. "What a coincidence, Elle!"Noelle linked her arm with Janet's affectionately. "Mom, this is my friend, Lorraine Summer." Lorrain's eyes crinkled into a playful smile as she greeted, "Hello, Mrs. Lowe."Across from them, Mark's eyes flickered. Lorraine pretended not to notice and turned her attention to Janet. "You carry yourself so well, Mrs. Lowe! You don't look your age at all."Janet responded, "You're too kind, Ms. Summer. I'm getting old; aging is inevitable."Mark gently said to Janet, "Alright, I think it's time we leave these youngins to their own devices. It's time for us 'ol timers' to head home."Janet smiled. "You're right!" She turned to Noelle and said, "Elle, if you see something you like, just get it; don't hesitate to treat yourself!"Noelle responded, "Got it, Mom."As she watched Mark and Janet disappear around the corner of th

Quentin and Noelle had never spoken so intimately before. After a fiery night of passion, their feelings seemed to have deepened, drawing them closer together. Noelle melted into his embrace, burying her head in his chest, wishing that this moment would last forever.Wrapped up in each other's warmth, the couple stayed close for what felt like an eternity, until the rumbling of their stomachs broke the silence. Feeling a little embarrassed, Quentin pushed the soft, delicate figure in his arms away. "Um… I need to get something to eat."Both of them were so lost in their passion that they had barely touched their food. As soon as his words fell, Noelle realized she was hungry too, especially after their intense and prolonged workout. She felt as though she could eat a horse. Quentin went downstairs to reheat the ravioli, but he didn't know what to do as he stood in front of the microwave. Noelle walked over. "Let me handle it."She was already in her pajamas, her dark, silky hair c

Xyla yanked the sock out of her mouth. Tears streamed down her cheeks as she dry heaved for several minutes. "I'll make you pay for this, Layla!" she cursed inwardly. …As dawn broke, Noelle rose early and headed to the kitchen to prepare breakfast. Quentin descended the stairs while buttoning up his shirt. "Don't bother with mine. I have something to take care of, so I'll be heading out early." He walked up to her, wrapping his arms around her waist and giving her a quick peck on her rosy lips. Her heart sank. There on the counter was the breakfast she'd put so much effort into preparing. Noelle suddenly lost her desire to continue. She turned to him and looked a little disappointed. "What's the matter?" His eyes flickered for a moment, and he instinctively lied through his teeth, "There's been a problem with one of the projects. I should've dealt with it yesterday."Noelle nodded. "Alright."Quentin planted another kiss on her forehead and said, "I'm off. See you tonight."