All Chapters of Sorry, We're Divorced: Chapter 551 - Chapter 560

At noon, Noelle headed toward the cafeteria and spotted a tall figure walking in her direction.Quentin was on the phone, his deep, cold voice carrying across the hallway. "Terminate the contract? Mr. Ford, and the reason?"Out of the corner of his eye, he saw a slender figure in a white coat approaching.His voice trailed off as his gaze locked onto her.Noelle met his stare.They held eye contact for a few seconds, but she said nothing and turned away, continuing down the hall.But Quentin's dark, taunting voice followed her. "Not bothered anymore? It's still pretty fun to look at when I can't sleep. Maybe later, when I'm with someone else, I'll pull it out for some extra excitement."His lips moved so casually, spitting out those cruel words. Noelle wanted nothing more than to rip them apart.She spun around, her tall frame trembling, her face pale, and her eyes bloodshot with anger. "Quentin, you couldn't be more disgusting!"Quentin raised an eyebrow. "Whether I'm disgust

John nodded. "Alright, if anything comes up, just let me know."Noelle smiled. "Okay."She watched him gracefully get into his car before hailing a taxi herself.However, what she forgot was that Yvette's caretakers would call Quentin.When Noelle arrived at the hospital, the doctors were performing a cervical check on Yvette.Her dilation was progressing slowly, and her contractions weren't keeping pace.The doctors explained that if the baby didn't come by the afternoon, they would have to perform a C-section.Otherwise, the baby could suffer from a lack of oxygen.Yvette burst into tears, terrified.Noelle was equally worried.Even though a C-section was a routine procedure, it was still surgery, and surgery always carried risks.Noelle gently dabbed at Yvette's tears with a handkerchief, trying to comfort her. "Don't be scared, Yvette. I'll be right here with you."Yvette gripped her arm tightly and nodded. "Noelle, you're a doctor. As long as you're here, I feel safe."

"Quentin, you shouldn't be doing this. Have you forgotten how Noelle left you? You broke her heart. What you're doing now isn't winning her back—it's pushing her further away. If you keep this up, she'll never belong to you again!"Yvette stood in the doorway of the hospital room, her body weak from childbirth, but her expression filled with worry for Quentin.Quentin crushed his cigarette against the trash can and tossed the butt inside, then turned and walked in the direction Noelle had gone.Noelle was in the bathroom, washing her face, when a shadow appeared in the doorway."There are no photos. I lied. You don't need to be afraid. Even if I had them, I'd never show them to anyone. Whether you believe me or not, I truly love you. There will never be another Xyla. All my love belongs to you. If you want the stars, I won't offer you the moon. Just come back to me!"Quentin took a deep breath, his emotions swirling, barely able to hold himself together. His eyes began to glisten.

Noelle felt a tightness in her chest, and her emotions swirling. Nothing about Quentin's behavior made her feel any betterSuddenly, she stopped in her tracks and turned to face him.Quentin hadn't expected her to stop so abruptly, and he paused, the umbrella slipping away from its protective place over her head. He quickly adjusted, bringing it back to shield her again.He looked at her, confused and unsure.Noelle's eyes were cold, a bitter smile tugging at her lips.The mockery in her expression was unmistakable. "Why bother, Mr. Lowe? Is it because Ms. Cadwell no longer matters to you that you're acting this way with me?"If Ms. Cadwell were still as sweet and understanding as before, and she and I were both standing in the rain, whose head would your umbrella be over then?"Quentin froze.She always had a way of cutting straight to the heart of things, silencing him with her sharp word.His face shifted, torn between conflicting emotions. "Elle…""Enough, stop followin

The blush on Noelle's face had just begun to fade, but now it flared up again as if set on fire. She stared at Christian, who stared right back, and in the end, it was Noelle who had to look away, defeated. The redness on her cheeks quickly spread to her ears. Christian was setting traps for her everywhere. She was now almost certain that even when he'd been pinning her hair earlier, he'd done it on purpose.Grabbing the glass of orange juice Julian had placed in front of her, she took a sip, trying to hide her embarrassment.Then, without a word, she stood up, snatched her suitcase, and walked off.If she didn't leave now, who knew how many more teasing remarks Christian had lined up for her?Christian was quick to follow, his long legs easily keeping pace as he trailed behind her toward the boarding gate"We're early," he murmured near her ear.They still had five minutes before boarding began.Noelle felt his warm breath against her ear, making her shoulder jerk instinc