All Chapters of Sorry, We're Divorced: Chapter 411 - Chapter 420

Janet felt a shiver run down her spine. She couldn't believe that the person she had shared her bed with for 30 years could be so cruel and shameless. "Damn, I actually feel a little sorry for his side chick now! After being with Mark for so many years, she probably never imagined she'd meet such a grim fate."Quentin fell silent. He didn't think Lorraine was pitiful; she had reaped what she sowed. After all, no woman with any self-respect would willingly be with a married man who was more than 20 years older than her. Noelle was drifting in and out of sleep when she heard hushed voices. She opened her eyes and saw Janet sitting beside her. "Mom," she called out.Janet's expression softened. "You're up! Don't go anywhere for now. Quentin will protect you."Noelle's eyes widened in surprise. Was she aware of what was going on?Janet said, "I know Mark wants to get rid of you. Don't worry. I won't let him have that chance. We can't get rid of him ourselves because it would ruin the

Startled by the unsettling smile, Mark sat up with a start. When he looked over again, the figure at the door had disappeared. Janet rushed in. "What's wrong?"His back was drenched with sweat as he pointed outside. "Did you see anything out there?"She shook her head. "There's nothing outside."Mark closed his eyes for a moment before looking back at the door. The hallway was deserted in the dead of the night. He shook his head and tried to reassure himself that it was just a figment of his imagination. "I want you to lie down and keep me company, Jan," Mark said. Her body went rigid. "The bed is too small for the both of us." Then, she lay down on the fold-out bed beside them and yawned. "I'm so tired. You should try to get some sleep. I'd have been asleep by now if I hadn't had to use the restroom." With that, she closed her eyes. Mark, on the other hand, was too anxious to sleep. He kept glancing between the door and the window before he succumbed to sleep as dawn broke.

Noelle didn't resist when she caught that familiar scent, allowing Quentin to pull her into his embrace. When he wrapped his arms around her soft form again, it felt as if he had been given life again. He took a deep breath, savoring the sweet scent of her hair, and his heart swelled with contentment."Go to sleep," she murmured, nuzzling her face in his chest. Quentin tightened his arms around her, and the two of them drifted off to sleep wrapped in each other's arms.When the morning light filtered through the sheer curtains, the woman in his arms stirred and opened her eyes. Quentin had been awake for some time now; with the person he had longed for in his arms, he couldn't possibly sleep.The first thing she noticed when she opened her eyes was his smile. His smile was a blend of indulgence, gentleness, and a hint of mischief. He planted a kiss on her forehead. "Good morning."Her cheeks heated up as soon as she heard his familiar voice. "Good morning." Noelle shifted out of hi

Noelle didn't help because she was tired. Even though Quentin looked respectable on the outside, he was an animal in bed. She was completely drained at the moment, and she wanted to curse him out.Quentin built a large snowman and then added a smaller one next to it. The larger snowman stood slightly behind the smaller one, resembling a loving couple. He placed two grapes on the large snowman's face and started looking for more materials. Noelle reached into the pocket of her down jacket and took out two candies. "Here, we can use these!" She unwrapped the chocolates and placed them on the smaller snowman's face as eyes. Then, she picked up a twig and drew mouths on both snowmen. Quentin took off his scarf and wrapped it around the neck of the large snowman. Not wanting to be left out, Noelle took off her own scarf and wrapped it around the neck of the smaller snowman. Now, the two snowmen looked even more like a couple. Noelle giggled as she looked at the two snowmen. Quentin l

Rattled by the cold winter wind, Xyla's teeth chattered. Her voice was barely above a whisper as she pleaded, "Save me, Quint…"Quentin frowned. "I've brought the money, so let her go!"The leader of the masked men cackled and struck Xyla on the back, causing her to lose balance and plunge into the frigid waters.Startled, Quentin's temper flared in an instant. Without a moment's hesitation, he hastily took off his coat and dove into the icy waters, propelling himself toward the drowning figure. He wrapped his arms around Xyla's waist and breathed a sigh of relief. He was about to take her back to the speedboat when a sinister laugh rang out from the other boat. "Quentin Lowe, take a good look at who I have here!"The leader of the masked men pushed a young woman to the edge of the boat. Her dark hair was a mess, and her face was ashen. Quentin inhaled sharply when he saw Noelle. "Elle!"Noelle's eyes were wide with fear as she looked at him. "Quentin!" she screamed as she was a