All Chapters of Turning Heads After Divorce: Chapter 431 - Chapter 440

No matter how much Marisol resisted, she was eventually dragged into the warm-up session to listen to Coach Matthias Lloyd explain the diving rules and safety precautions. She did pay attention, though. Since she couldn't refuse and diving wasn't something to mess around with, she knew she had to be extra careful and alert. Lucian was experienced in this area. He noticed her worried expression and whispered in her ear with a smile, "Don't worry. The place we're going isn't deep. Even if you've never dived before, it'll be fine. I'll protect you." "That's exactly why I feel even less safe!" she thought. "Matthias, is it really not deep?" Marisol asked anxiously.Matthias was a burly, cheerful man with a hearty laugh. He chuckled and replied, "Don't worry! The deepest dive spot is only about 30 feet, and most are about 15 feet. The scenery down there is spectacular, and lots of couples have been there and had great experiences. Don't let fear make you miss out." "We're not a c

Elizabeth didn't continue speaking, but Marisol's heart skipped a beat....Marisol wondered how Elizabeth had found out about it. Quitting her job wasn't exactly a big deal, but the problem was that she'd used this excuse to turn down Elizabeth's invitations many times when she wanted to separate herself from the Mullers completely. If Elizabeth knew she had quit, then she also knew she had lied. Elizabeth had always trusted and cared for her deeply. Yet she'd lied to her.When Marisol didn't respond, Elizabeth's voice grew anxious on the other end. "It's okay, Mari. I know you're not upset with me, and I'm sure you have your reasons. As long as you're doing well, that's what matters. I shouldn't have asked...""I'm sorry."Elizabeth was stunned. "Huh?"Marisol's eyes reddened as she took a deep breath and said very seriously, "I was in a bad place during that time, and I lied to you. I'm sorry..." She hesitated for a moment, sighed inwardly, and finally called out that fami

Marisol knew exactly how dangerous Kyro could be, and she didn't dare let her guard down for even a second."Dear, you're too tense." Lucian waved at Zayne in the driver's seat. Then, he took Marisol's hand as they walked toward the restaurant. His tone was calm and collected. "I told you, I've prepared everything.""But I don't know anything. How can I not worry?" Marisol's brow furrowed tightly. "I'm here now." "Relax." Lucian smiled. "No matter what happens next, we still need to eat, don't we? I made reservations."Marisol was speechless. Nonetheless, food was indeed important. They sat at a table with a perfect view of the fountain, ordered their meal, and while waiting, Marisol learned from Lucian's casual conversation that this restaurant was truly an Istranese culinary gem. It was supposedly the best restaurant in Lumero and operated by reservation only.While they waited for their food, a server suddenly brought over a slender crystal vase with a fresh rose glistening

Early the next morning, Lucian was jolted awake by a slap across the face. He looked up at the woman in front of him with confusion and drowsy eyes. He was still somewhat dazed.He mumbled, "Dear, why did you hit me?"What had he done wrong now to get slapped first thing in the morning?Thinking about what she had overheard the night before, Marisol pushed down the boiling hatred in her chest. She slowly forced a smile onto her otherwise expressionless face, pretending she knew nothing. Her voice was calm."I'm in a bad mood."Lucian slowly sat up, supporting himself with one hand on the bed. After hearing her unapologetic reply, he was silent for a moment before smiling and leaning closer. "Dear, if that makes you happy, then... hit me a few more times?"Marisol didn't bother answering. She almost found it funny. This man was willing to go to any length to achieve his goal, playing his part so well he'd even let her hit him. But of course, what was a slap or two to him? If his p

Lucian simply whispered, "It's alright. We're already married."...From the moment they stepped out of the church, Lucian kept Marisol's hand locked in his. He didn't let go, no matter how hard she tried to pull away. Eventually, she gave up. She suddenly felt so tired that she didn't want to say anything at all. She let him lead her through the streets as the sun sank and the sky turned red with dusk. He brought her to a massive, weathered ruin—the Ancient Lumero Colosseum, one of the Seven Wonders of the World.Though it wasn't normally open at this hour, Lucian had probably arranged their visit in advance, as the closed iron gates opened to welcome their entry. After climbing the stone steps upward, they soon stood at the highest point of the colosseum, overlooking most of Lumero as if they were standing at the highest point in the world. Marisol felt momentarily dazed. Beneath her feet lay land with thousands of years of history. Feeling the wind sweep across her face, he