All Chapters of Sorry, We're Divorced: Chapter 81 - Chapter 90

Quentin's voice was getting softer with every word. He truly was unwell.Seeing this, Noelle spared him from any more talking and said, "All right, that's enough. Just get some rest."She had never wanted any part of the Lowes' shares, and she would have said no even if Fred were to offer them to her.Just then, the door opened. Martin entered the room, holding up his phone as he announced, "Mr. Lowe, Layla has apologized."He handed the phone to Quentin, who took it and clicked on the video. At once, Layla appeared on the screen with streaming down her swollen cheeks. "Mrs. Lowe and I got into a minor dispute, and I put up that post to drag her name through the mud as payback."In truth, Mrs. Lowe had met up with Mr. Xenos for legitimate reasons, and there was nothing salacious going on between them. "I hereby apologize for hurting Mr. and Mrs. Lowe as well as Mr. Xenos with my post."Layla did not mention Xyla in her apology and confessed that the picture of Noelle in the p

Noelle was replying to messages on her WhatsApp, most of which were from concerned classmates and clients, when the doorbell rang.When she opened the door and saw Quentin standing there, she frowned. "What brings you here, Mr. Lowe?"Quentin felt somewhat bitter that Noelle chose to address him so formally. He wondered when she had started calling him "Mr. Lowe" instead of his first name.Before they were married, Noelle used to call him Quint like the other younger ones did. After they got married, Noelle called him by his first name. In bed, she called him "darling", and that usually came with a lot of blushing.Now, she addressed him as though he were a stranger."I missed you," Quentin said grimly as he brushed past her.Noelle thought he was more likely to miss Xyla than he did her. She couldn't believe he would be so shameless as to show up at her apartment like this.Just as she put out an arm to stop him from going any further, Quentin pointed out icily, "I'm wounded.

Noelle hated herself for wanting to cry at that moment.She could not bring herself to shove Quentin away. It was almost as if her limbs had a mind of their own.She let Quentin hold her like that for a while before she suppressed the emotions swelling up in her and said, "Mr. Lowe, I'm going to make breakfast now. "Once you're done eating, go back to the hospital before the doctors realize you're not in your room and call the police."Quentin chuckled and looked up from her waist, the playful glimmer in his eyes making her heart race.He straightened up slightly and cupped Noelle's face in his hands, then kissed her on the lips.Noelle went still as she blanked out, her senses narrowing to the feel of his lips on hers. When she realized she was melting into the kiss, she quickly pushed Quentin away. "No breakfast for you unless you behave yourself!" she warned.Quentin was weak from his injuries, and one light shove from Noelle was enough to make him stagger. He had to grip

Lorraine downed a mouthful of liquor before setting her glass down on the counter, looking as if she was harboring a grudge.Noelle figured she must have gotten into a fight with her partner.Lorraine never mentioned she had a boyfriend, so naturally, Noelle considered any man in the former's company to be her partner. Not that it mattered. Even a single woman had to have her needs taken care of. Noelle wasn't a prude; she didn't think what Lorraine was doing was a big deal as long as the parties were unmarried and the relationship did not go against any moral principles."Did he do something to piss you off?" Noelle asked out of concern.Lorraine raised a brow. "As if he deserves my wrath."Noelle fell speechless after that. She wondered who the man was and what he was like.Noelle left Summer Night Bar after receiving a few calls from her clients.Meanwhile, Lorraine got a text from the man she was in bed with earlier asking her to return to the bedroom.She pursed her li

Xyla took out the contents from her file and spread them out one by one on the desk. It was a series of invoices of various origins and titles, all signed by Quentin in the "payer" section.Most of the invoices were for jewelry, with dates ranging from a few years ago to the present. A rough calculation showed they were worth several billion dollars.Amanda calculated the cost of the bags and clothes, totaling about 500 thousand dollars. There were also two real estate: one was a luxury penthouse costing over 30 million dollars, and the other was a ten-story commercial building in the most bustling district of Dragfort, with a total value of five billion dollars.The transaction for the commercial building took place only a week earlier."Quint said this commercial building is for me to collect rent from," Xyla said, her eyes scanning Noelle's face, hoping to catch her moment of emotional breakdown.Her properties might be fewer in number, but they could generate money. With ten