All Chapters of Sorry, We're Divorced: Chapter 261 - Chapter 270

'"Need a ride? Hop in!'" the driver said kindly.Ava quickly opened the back door and ushered Xyla inside before getting in herself.Xyla was draped in Ava's jacket, with the silk nightgown clinging to her body underneath. Having given Xyla her jacket, Ava was left wearing only a tank top.The minibus driver glanced at Xyla without a word. She was thin, but not unattractive.The driver took them to his village, where the houses were all made of stone, and poverty was evident everywhere.At his doorstep, he opened the back door, and Ava and Xyla got out one after the other.An elderly woman in the courtyard called out, '"Eugene, you're back!'"Eugene Linton grunted in response.'"Come in,'" he said to Xyla and Ava while sizing Xyla up.She was a bit scrawny, but she would do.At 40, Eugene still had no experience with women.His mother, Amy Scott, thought after seeing him bring two women in, '"One is so old. The other looks too frail to bear children.'" But given their circum

She would make Janet and Noelle lie under Eugene one day. The thought of them being tormented by Eugene brought a satisfied smile to her lips.Eugene was convinced and handed her his phone. Unfortunately, Quentin didn't answer. He probably ignored the call since it was from an unknown number.By morning, Xyla tried again, but there was no signal. Frustrated with the outdated phone, she went to the gate, hoping for better reception.She saw Ava coming out of a house across the street followed by an old man."Come back tonight," the old man said and was unwilling to part.Xyla was furious and almost threw the phone at Ava.Teaching an old dog new tricks was impossible.On the fifth day of Noelle's hospitalization, Quentin's men finally uncovered the truth about the incident in the private room. The men who harassed Xyla were hired. The company's boss hadn't asked her to entertain clients. The mastermind behind the setup was still unknown.Quentin's handsome face darkened. Xyla ha

Quentin's voice was still low as he asked, "Where are you?"Xyla was sobbing uncontrollably after finally reaching Quentin."Quint, I've been thrown into the mountains near Creekville by Janet. She was furious and threw me far away. Quint, I'm in such a sorry state. I don't have a penny, and not even a piece of clothing to cover myself. Can you send someone to bring me back? I promise I won't cause you any more trouble."Creekville was nearly a thousand miles from Dragfort. She imagined that Quentin would feel sorry for her and come to get her immediately.But instead, Quentin felt a sudden sense of relief. She wasn't kidnapped by criminals after all."In that case, just stay there," Quentin said and hung up.Xyla was stunned.Why wasn't he worried at all? Why didn't he care about her?"Quint…" She tried to speak again, wanting to say something more poignant. After all, every time she did that, he would become visibly conflicted and then treat her even better.But the call had already

Quentin's lips curved into a smile."Please save my number and send it to me," he said as he pulled out his phone and showed his number to the shop assistant.The shop assistant was astonished. As the head of Stille Industries, Quentin never asked anyone to save his number. It was always others who eagerly wanted to get his number.With his noble demeanor and extraordinary aura, he clearly wasn't an ordinary person. The shop assistant felt fortunate for her quick thinking earlier.She quickly saved his number. With a ding, the photo was sent to Quentin's phone.Quentin looked at the photo, his handsome features softened with tenderness. He forwarded the photo to Noelle and then told the assistant, "Wrap up this wedding dress."He turned to Noelle, "This is a vintage dress. Do you want to try other styles as well?"Their wedding had to be perfect, so having multiple wedding dresses wouldn't hurt.Noelle chose another dress and said, "This one."Quentin had them all wrapped up a

Underneath his suit, Mark's body was heating up and tensing with desire. He looked at Lorraine with a satisfied smile. "Strike a few poses for me."Lorraine complied, striking several poses.After ten years together, she knew exactly what he liked.Janet was a proper lady who was unable to do such things, but with her, Mark found complete satisfaction.Despite the harsh words he sometimes said, and even moments when he seemed like he could kill her, he always came back after a few days.When Lorraine turned around and placed her hands on the liquor cabinet, Mark couldn't control himself and moved toward her.Just then, Mark's phone rang. Immersed in the primal moment, he frowned and released Lorraine's thin waist, walking over to the sofa to pick up his phone."Hello?" he answered with a voice filled with irritation.Because he was interrupted in the middle of things, his tone remained grim. Even if it was Janet on the other end, it didn't matter."Mark, come home early after