All Chapters of Sorry, We're Divorced: Chapter 281 - Chapter 290

Quentin's heart blazed with anger. He stormed over, snatched the scarf from Gabriel's grasp with one hand, and punched him hard with the other, sending him reeling backward."How dare you touch what's mine? Huh?" He raised his leg and kicked him. Blood trickled from the corner of Gabriel's lips as Quentin struck his abdomen, sending him flying. Noelle yelled at Quentin, "Have you lost your mind?" She rushed over to help Gabriel up. "Are you okay? Let me take you to the hospital!" Her voice was trembling, and it was obvious that she was terrified.Gabriel glanced at the enraged man out of the corner of his eye. Then, he clutched his chest and coughed a few times with a pained expression. "I'm okay. Don't worry about me! I'm afraid he might come after you if he gets any more pissed." A wave of anger welled up inside Quentin. "I can't believe you still have the gall to stir things up!" He lunged forward, grabbing Gabriel by the collar and raising his fist."Go ahead! Punch me!" Gab

Fortunately, the results came out shortly. Gabriel's internal organs and ribs were all fine. Noelle breathed a sigh of relief.The doctor prescribed Gabriel some medications to promote blood circulation and reduce inflammation. Noelle went to get them. After she left, Quentin leaned in close to Gabriel's ear and whispered, "Sorry to disappoint you." Then, he smirked. There was a glint in his eyes as he turned to leave. Gabriel's expression changed drastically.As soon as he left the CT room, Quentin took Noelle's hand and led her away. "Let go of me, Quentin!" Noelle snapped. Before she could put up a fight, he scooped her up and carried her outside. Noelle was livid, she punched him and yelled, "Quentin Lowe, you creep!"Ignoring her protests, he carried her straight to his Bentley, opened the door, shoved her inside, and climbed in after her, slamming the door shut.Enraged, Noelle scrambled to her feet and attempted to climb over him and get out. However, just as she

Quentin frowned. "What else did the villagers say?"The other person responded, "Well, the villagers said the two women stayed at Eugene's place for a while. The older woman even had an affair with the old widower who lives across the street from Eugene's place!"Quentin felt a wave of nausea. "Tell me something else!"The other person's heart skipped a beat. "The younger woman… slept with Eugene." He paused for a moment. Noticing that Quentin hadn't stopped him, he continued, "Then, Eugene left with the two women. I heard they went to the big city, but the villagers weren't exactly sure where." Quentin's expression grew solemn. Could those two women be Xyla and Ava? "Get a photo of Xyla and ask around if it's her!" He paused before continuing, "If you don't have a photo of Xyla, go to the hospital and take one!"The other person responded, "Roger that!"Noelle, who had been listening on the side, asked, "Do you not have a single photo of Ms. Cadwell on your phone, Mr. Lo

Ava got into a cab and left. Martin followed the cab until it turned into a neighborhood on the west side of the city. He drove in after it. Ava got out of the cab in front of an apartment building and hurried inside with her bag.Filled with doubts, Martin glanced up at the building, got out of the car, and decided to ask a janitor who was working there. "Sir, have you seen the woman who just walked in?"The old janitor responded, "Oh, you mean the woman who just went upstairs? She's been Wade's mistress for years; she comes over every few days for their secret rendezvous. Wade's wife was so angry that she literally died from the stress."The janitor's response left Martin reeling, upending his moral compass and leaving him questioning how such brazen people could exist. Instead of heading to the hospital to check on Xyla, he drove back home and called Quentin along the way. "Ms. Cadwell is fine, Mr. Lowe. There's no need to worry." If something was wrong, Ava wouldn't be out galli

Janet looked back at her husband, perplexed as to why he had such a strong prejudice against Noelle. She spun around and walked away. In the living room, Quentin carefully went over the guest list. After Janet came over, he said, "I just need to add a few more names, and everything should be good. I'll have Martin prepare the list and addresses for you soon."All of a sudden, he recalled what Noelle had once asked him, "Do your parents truly have no objections to our wedding?" In particular, she had placed a special emphasis on his father.It seemed like her concerns were spot on. His father did have a prejudice against her. Quentin felt a little uneasy, so he went upstairs to find his father again.Mark frowned when he saw him return. "What else do you want?"Quentin looked at him and said, "Elle and I are already married, Dad. We're only having this wedding so that we don't have any regrets in our lives. Whether you approve or not doesn't matter."He was almost out the door, b