All Chapters of Sorry, We're Divorced: Chapter 241 - Chapter 250

"My student is still in critical condition, Michael!" Emmie exclaimed.Michael looked at her coldly. "Are you worried about your student, or are you attempting to have a secret rendezvous with Elijah?"Emmie was stumped. She turned her head to the side and couldn't be bothered to deal with this unreasonable man anymore.He raised his hand and loosened his tie. "If I hadn't shown up, what would you two have done next? Gone to a hotel and caught up?"She frowned but remained silent. Unable to contain himself any longer, he spun around and grabbed her by the collar. "Say something!" Her breath hitched in her throat, and a glimmer of emotion flickered in her clear eyes. "There was never anything between me and Elijah, Michael Xanthos! Whatever feelings I had for him vanished into thin air the moment you came into my life!"Emmie and Elijah lived next door to each other and were inseparable since childhood. Their relationship began innocently and continued to flourish as they both

Emmie immediately got ready. When she arrived downstairs, Michael was already waiting for her in the car. Emmie headed to the hospital under Michael's "supervision". She went to the inpatient building while he remained in the car. He narrowed his eyes as he thought, "Elijah has left, so there is no need for me to go in.""Ms. Woodworth has arrived in Dragfort, Mr. Xanthos," the bodyguard said.Michael froze when he realized she was keeping tabs on him. "Stir up some trouble and make her go back," he drawled, with a cigarette between his fingers. As long as Emmie was by his side, he didn't want anything to do with Lia, Leah, or anyone else. The ICU wasn't a place where anyone could just walk in, so Emmie could only peer at her student through the door. She then met with her student's parents, who had rushed over from another city, before leaving.Michael's car was still parked in the same spot, and the rear window was slightly ajar, revealing the cold profile of the man inside an

"Yes, I'd be very happy to wear a scarf that was knitted by my wife."Quentin's words broke down her defenses again. Noelle nodded. "I'll knit one for you. But you have to be patient because I'm not very skilled at knitting."With a smile, he pinched her cheek. "Take your time."…Meanwhile, Xyla was slashing the two scarves into pieces with a pair of scissors in another apartment, as if this was the only way to vent her frustrations.Ava sighed. "What's got you all worked up? The fact that he had Martin drive you home shows that he still cares about you."Xyla froze, realizing Ava was right. All her efforts were starting to pay off. He was starting to care about her.Just then, her phone rang. Xyla dropped everything and answered it. Gabriel's mocking voice came through. "I bet you were humiliated again, huh, Xyla? Instead of wasting your time knitting those useless scarves, why don't you figure out a way to win Quentin's heart? It's been almost a month, and he's still indiff

Noelle couldn't eat anything because she felt nauseous, so she went straight to the library. However, the image of Quentin fighting desperately to save Xyla kept resurfacing in her mind, and Xyla's words kept ringing in her ears.Lost in thought, she couldn't concentrate on her studies all morning. At noon, she went to the restaurant next to the library as usual for lunch. But her appetite was poor, and she could barely eat, leaving more than half of her meal unfinished.Noelle left the restaurant, feeling depressed. As soon as she stepped out of the restaurant, the entire building collapsed with a deafening crash without warning. It crushed the people who were dining inside in an instant.Noelle injured her foot, rendering her immobile. In the end, she was taken to the hospital by rescue personnel.Sitting in the crowded emergency care department, she watched as one after another, blood-soaked patients were wheeled in, their cries filling the air. It felt like the landslide incide

Quentin could still vividly remember the crazed look on that woman's face back then. Her behavior was undoubtedly influenced by her husband's and Gabriel's instigations. He felt repulsed just looking at Gabriel's contact number. So, he refused to answer his calls. …In the evening, while Quentin was at a business gathering, his client mentioned the collapse of the restaurant in Dragfort. That was when he realized that the restaurant he had been to with Noelle had collapsed during the lunch rush.He immediately called Noelle, but she didn't answer. Martin, on the other hand, showed him the rescue footage on his phone, and he immediately recognized a familiar figure being carried into an ambulance.Quentin's heart leaped into his throat, and he immediately asked Martin to book him a flight back to Dragfort. …Meanwhile, Noelle hadn't received a response from Lorraine, but she urgently needed to use the restroom. There was no way she could ask Gabriel to help her to the restroom