All Chapters of Sorry, We're Divorced: Chapter 491 - Chapter 500

How silly. Ten months for a pregnancy and birth—it seemed Christian hadn't even considered that.There was no way he'd be welcoming a baby this year.Christian threw out a parting shot before ending the call. "That IQ must come from your wife!"Steven stared at the now silent phone, muttering, "That brat! Blaming me now?"He turned to Beatrice to share the exchange.Noelle couldn't help herself, she burst into laughter but quickly stifled it, worried Christian might get upset.She composed herself and looked out the window, trying to appear serious.Why does she find their father-son banter so endearing?Christian watched her through his sunglasses, and couldn't help but let his lips curve into a smile as if something pleasant had crossed his mind.Then someone tapped him on the shoulder."Mr. Blackwood, it is you!" A sweet, excited voice chirped.Christian removed his sunglasses, his brows arching in annoyance. "Do I know you?"The woman was dressed in a trendy black coat,

This time, it was Michael who lost his composure.With a long stride, he closed the distance to Emmie, grabbing her arm and spinning her around to pin her against the wall by the bedroom door."You wouldn't dare," he growled through clenched teeth.Then he cupped her face in his large hands and kissed her hard.Emmie's hand shot up, and she slapped him—hard.It was the first time she had ever hit anyone and the first time Michael had ever been struck.He touched his stinging cheek, stunned. "You're crazy!"He threw her a look of disbelief before turning and storming out. The door slammed shut behind him, sealing him off from her.Emmie slumped against the wall, feeling utterly drained.Meanwhile, at the hospital, Elijah had just taken his medication and was lying down when Michael's imposing figure appeared in the room.Michael's presence was impossible to ignore.Sensing that familiar aura, Elijah looked up and frowned, his voice weak. "What brings you here, Mr. Xanthos?"

Quentin's eyes lowered slightly, his emotions swirling—sadness, helplessness, pain, guilt, and deep regret all flickered across his face.He clenched his fists, trying to steady himself.His voice was heavy with emotions. "I know I messed up badly before, and I know you hate me for it. But how will you ever know if I can do better if you don't give me a chance?"Noelle was speechless. She was done wasting her breath on him.Without another word, she raised her hand and shut the door in his face.During the years she needed him most, he never bothered to give her a second glance.Later, when he said he wanted to be with her, she believed him, giving him chance after chance.But every time, he chose another woman over her, leaving her with nothing but scars, nearly losing her life at sea.And now, where did he get the nerve to ask for another chance?Noelle went straight to take a shower.Quentin stood outside, his intense gaze fixed on the closed door, his heart throbbing with

"Right, right! I helped out with a few of those too!" one friend chimed in."Same here. I even got my siblings to pitch in. There was that mountain bike, an ionizing hair dryer, a garment steamer… Chris, are you really that desperate for this girl?" another friend asked, clearly bewildered.Christian's expression darkened. "That wasn't her. From now on, if you see anything shared by that person, ignore it."The name Serene Vales flashed in Christian's mind. That was Zara's name.He had only shared her link with his friends once, but Zara had clearly taken it further, continuing to share her links with them and even adding them on WhatsApp."Clever, but also pretty shameless," Christian thought, his gaze unreadable.As they pieced together what was happening, Christian's friends began recalling various idioms that describe imitating others poorly or taking over something that isn't rightfully theirs.They felt that this rare talent was like a poor imitation or an intruder, and th

Marriage? There was no way Noelle would ever consider getting married again in this lifetime!"Shut your mouth. If you say one more word, I'm going to grab some mud and seal it shut!" she threatened Christian.Christian playfully opened his mouth wide. "Go ahead, seal it!"Noelle quickly covered his mouth with her hand. "I'll seal it permanently!"Christian mumbled against her hand, "Mmm, smells nice!"Sitting silently in the back, Beatrice was at a loss for words.She couldn't believe what she was witnessing, what kind of ridiculous son had she raised?If she watches any longer, she might have to shove him back into her womb and remake him.Gently breaking the awkward atmosphere, Beatrice said, "Chris, stop the car. I just saw your cousin."Noelle instantly froze. There was someone else in the car?Stiff with embarrassment, she slowly turned around and locked eyes with Beatrice. At that moment, she wanted to dig a hole and bury herself in it."Mrs. Blackwood!" she exclaimed