All Chapters of Sorry, We're Divorced: Chapter 381 - Chapter 390

After walking out of the hospital building, Noelle said, "Please don't follow me, Mr. Lowe. You're not welcome at my place!" Then, she headed over to her Volkswagen Sagitar, which was parked nearby.Quentin hesitated for a moment but still decided to follow her. "Elle!" He walked up to her and reached out to close her car door. He then pulled her into his arms and leaned down to kiss her.The next thing he knew, she raised her hand and delivered a stinging slap to his face. The crisp sound made his body go rigid. "Have some respect, Mr. Lowe!" Noelle snarled, her striking eyes devoid of any warmth.Quentin stood rooted to his spot as he watched her turn away and get into her car. The Volkswagen Sagitar slowly pulled out of the parking lot and left without a word.Right then, a soft chuckle broke the silence. Quentin frowned and glanced over, spotting Gabriel not far from his car. "He must've just gotten out of his car and witnessed the scene where Noelle slapped me," he surmised. T

Noelle frowned, feeling a bit put out. "Fine, I'll respect your privacy, okay?"Noelle left Lorraine's place feeling glum. As soon as she stepped outside, she heard Lorraine's voice from upstairs. "I've unlocked the car for you. Go ahead and get your suitcase!"Noelle looked up and noticed Lorraine at her apartment window. After saying that, she shut the window and disappeared from view. Noelle retrieved her luggage from Lorraine's car and loaded it into her own vehicle. After hopping into the car, she called John. "Could you lend me a few people, Johnnie?""What's going on?" John asked gently.Noelle pursed her lips. "A friend of mine is in a bit of a pickle, and I was wondering if you could lend me a few people to keep an eye on her place. I need them to maintain a low profile, keep watch, and let me know if anyone suspicious shows up."He readily agreed. "Sure thing."He paused before adding, "By the way, Elle, would you like to join me for a late-night snack?" Noelle, who h

When he arrived at Carter's BBQ Shack, he found Yvette outside Noelle's Volkswagen Sagitar, pacing back and forth like a cat on a hot tin roof. Quentin hurried over and yanked on the car door, but it wouldn't budge. The interior was pitch-black, but he could make out a woman's silhouette slumped against the seat, motionless. He pounded on the door and called out loudly, "Noelle, what's wrong? Open the door, please?"Meanwhile, Noelle's clothes were almost torn to shreds at that moment. Clinging to the last of her sanity, she managed to pry open the door. Quentin took one look at her and immediately caught on. He took off his coat and wrapped it around her. Then, he lifted her out of the car and hurried to his own vehicle, placing her inside."What's wrong with Noelle, Quentin?" Yvette asked, her voice filled with concern, as she followed closely behind.Quentin closed the car door. "She's been drugged!"Yvette gasped. "What kind of drug?""A sexual stimulant." He climbed into

In the video, Xyla was tearing her clothes apart while flashing a sultry smile and spouting indecent remarks. The male doctors in the office were so terrified that they fled in all directions.Noticing the peculiar look on his face, Noelle leaned over to take a look at his phone. What she saw took her by surprise.Quentin didn't say a word, but his demeanor grew somber and stern. He shoved his phone into his pocket and went downstairs. "It must've been John's doing," Noelle thought. While she couldn't remember much else, she remembered that someone had spiked both her and John's drink last night. That someone was Ava, who, in turn, must've been following Xyla's orders. Hence, Xyla was only getting what she deserved!Descending the stairs, Noelle called John to check on him.…Meanwhile, in the villa in the suburbs, a pale figure stood by the window. Even though only one night had passed, he appeared to have become a shadow of his former self.John couldn't for the life of him r

Noelle gently bit her lip and plastered a smile on her face. "It's okay, Grandpa." Fred had always treated her as if she were his own granddaughter, and she didn't want this to be the reason his condition deteriorated. So, she had to put her own feelings aside.Fred felt a sense of relief wash over him. It was only after his heart calmed that he noticed his body was aching. "Robert, bring me my hypertension medication!"Noelle until his blood pressure was under control before she left. As soon as she stepped out of the ward, she noticed Quentin walking toward her. His entire demeanor was dark and oppressive, his face somber. When he noticed her, he stopped dead in his tracks and asked sharply, "Are you happy now?"Noelle frowned. "What am I supposed to be happy with?"He retorted, "Doesn't it make you happy to see Xyla make a fool of herself in public?"Her chest felt stuffy. Noelle took a deep breath, clenched her fists, and sneered, "Mr. Lowe, your wife almost made a fool of h