All Chapters of Sorry, We're Divorced: Chapter 291 - Chapter 300

"Quint's drunk, Noelle. Could you come pick him up?" Dennis glanced at Quentin, who was slumped over the table, intoxicated.Noelle's heart skipped a beat. "I'll be right there."…At a bar, Quentin held his drink with a weary grip, as if the alcohol was the only outlet for his pent-up frustration. "I don't know what to do about Xyla anymore, Dennis. My men went to that remote village with her picture and asked around, and those two women were her and Ava. "But she claims that after she was assaulted, she had nowhere to go, so she followed Eugene. It's been so long, and it happened in a remote village, so there's no way to investigate further. "What do you think I should do now? If I take her word and she's deceiving me, I'll look like a fool. But if she's telling the truth and I've wronged her, I'd be letting my savior down. I…" He felt very dejected. Dennis responded, "Honestly, I think it's all a lie. That woman's got more tricks up her sleeve than you can count. Hey, stop

Noelle rolled her eyes at him before opening the car door and getting in. "I'm just saying, isn't it true that girls take after their dads and boys take after their moms?"Quentin thought about it for a moment and scowled. "This is getting more and more ridiculous!" Noelle made a face and ignored him.Janet called while the couple was on their way home. "Are you free right now, Elle? Come over and take a look at which of these pieces of jewelry goes best with your wedding gown!" Janet was at the top jewelry store in Dragfort at the moment.Noelle responded, "Mom, I have plenty of jewelry already. I can just pick one of them!""How could you just pick from any one of your old pieces, you silly girl? You need to wear new jewelry for your wedding! Hurry up, I'll be waiting!"Quentin, who was in the front seat, chuckled. "If Mom's paying, you might as well go along with it. You'd be silly not to."Janet overheard him on the phone and chided, "All you know is how to scheme against you

Mark walked over and calmly took a seat beside Janet. "What a coincidence!"Under the table, Janet took his hand, and he gently held hers. "I went to pick out some jewelry for Elle this morning and ran into Ms. Summer. So, we decided to grab lunch together. Do you remember Ms. Summer, Mark?" Janet asked."Of course, I remember. You're making it sound as if I'm too old to remember anything," he chuckled."It's good to see you, Mr. Lowe." Suppressing the unease in her heart, Lorraine beamed.Mark met her gaze with a warm smile. "Yes, it's good to see you too, Ms. Summer."Janet suddenly recalled something amusing and said, "Guess what? I noticed that Ms. Summer has the same wallpaper on her phone as Mr. Walsh! Women all over the world are into roses, it seems."Mark's palms were starting to get a little sweaty. Suppressing his murderous intent, he told Janet, "If you like roses as well, I'll send you one every day."He paused before continuing, "I have a client to attend to, so I'

"Elle, please don't press any further. I'm doing this for your own good! Now, take your things and go!" Lorraine walked over to the bed and lay down.Noelle couldn't leave her in such a state. She followed her and insisted, "No way! You're coming with me to the hospital!"Noelle had known Lorraine for three years, and she had never seen her this battered and bruised. What's more, there were probably more injuries that she couldn't see. She helped Lorraine up. "Come on, we're going!"Lorraine was also at her limit. It was evident that those men had done serious damage to her body; she was in immense pain, and she was bleeding nonstop. So, she nodded. And so, Noelle took Lorraine to Dragfort Hospital. Lorraine was struggling to walk; she looked like she was about to pass out after taking a couple of steps. Noelle had a tough time helping her into the examination room.It was at that precise moment that she spotted Quentin's tall, slender figure standing outside the emergency room i

Xyla was gasping for breath. "Let go… You old hag…"Ava rushed over and pried Amy's hands off Xyla. "Let her go, you crazy wench!"Amy, being older, was no match for Ava, who managed to pry her hands off and push her out of the hospital room. "Sooner or later, you'll get what's coming to you!" she yelled as she stumbled and fell. When Noelle returned with Lorraine's lunch and noticed Amy sitting on the floor, she went over to help the elderly woman up. "Are you okay, ma'am?"Amy looked at Noelle and sobbed, "How could a woman be so cruel as to harm their own child?"Noelle helped Amy to a chair around the corner of the corridor and asked, "Could you tell me what happened?"Realizing that someone was willing to listen to her, Amy wept, "It's that woman, Xyla Cadwell! She was pregnant with my son Eugene's child, but she chose to have an abortion!"Amy's heart ached when she thought about that. Eugene was her only child, and he was so poor that he couldn't get a wife. When he fina