All Chapters of Turning Heads After Divorce: Chapter 81 - Chapter 90

Andre was in Nevaeh's room when he got the call from Marisol, so of course, Nevaeh overheard the whole conversation.Andre was focusing on his game, and his head bobbed as he said, "Yes. She said we'll be having a meal with my great-grandaunt, but I don't remember her at all. She's probably an elder in Mom's family.""Your great-grandaunt?" Nevaeh asked, puzzled.One of Nevaeh's reasons for returning to the country was to deal with Marisol and take everything from her. Hence, Nevaeh had asked Theodore to help her investigate everything related to Marisol. Marisol came from a normal family, and Nevaeh had also looked into the elders closer to Marisol in her family.However, Nevaeh had never heard anything about an elder like that.Still, this wasn't the time to be thinking about these things."Andy, seeing how your mom just called you, she must have forgiven you for making her mad. If you go back now, your dad might not punish you after all," Nevaeh said, testing the waters.But

Emilia felt a little tired after lunch.After saying reluctant goodbyes to Andre, Emilia went upstairs for an afternoon nap. She decided that she would leave later.Marisol took Andre downstairs, where the car was already waiting for him at the entrance of the hotel. Before parting ways, Marisol reminded Andre again. "Keep the white stone pendant properly, even if you stop wearing it. Don't leave it out in the open, okay? It's a heartfelt gift from your great-grandaunt.""Got it, Mom." Andre yawned. He was feeling sleepy after the lengthy conversation with Emilia, so he responded half-heartedly.Noticing that Andre didn't seem interested in chatting, Marisol stopped talking as well. She was about to accompany him to the car when Andre wrestled his hand out of her grasp."I can get into the car on my own. Bye, Mom." With that, Andre ran toward the car. He hadn't run for long before he suddenly thought of something.Turning around, he shouted at Marisol, "Mom, I'm staying out for a

Even after Marisol had run away, her family was still hot on her heels.After graduating from university, she established residency elsewhere and bought her family a Ten-million-dollar villa in the city center of Portsbridge. The money she had paid was her way of cutting ties with her family. She would no longer be obliged to repay their efforts in raising her. They never even raised her properly in the first place.Emilia was the only relative she would acknowledge in the Speight family!Marisol sat in the car, lowering the window and taking several deep breaths. As she let out heavy breaths, she managed to calm down.Her phone rang again later, but she rejected the call and blocked the number.She felt like everything turned quiet in an instant.After calming herself for some time, she finally opened the car door and got out. Perhaps because of her shifting emotions just now, her legs gave way when she got out of the car. She soon found herself falling toward the ground.A h

"Ow! That hurt!" Theodore clutched at his head as he groaned. The pain was driving him crazy. "I don't even want a—" He wanted to say "violent brother like you".However, before Theodore could finish speaking, Ronan turned to look at him with a smile so startling that he quickly shut up."You don't even want what?" Ronan questioned.Theodore looked away. Despite his huge build, he curled up in the passenger seat, too scared to speak above a whisper. "N-Nothing. You're the best brother I could ever ask for.""That I am," Ronan replied.When Theodore saw Ronan reaching over, he thought that the latter was about to hit him again, so he subconsciously backed away. However, Ronan simply helped him put on the seatbelt before tapping him on the cheek."Next time you see Marisol, I don't ask that you smile at her, but at least behave yourself. Stop flaunting that dumb face of yours. Everyone can see what you're thinking," Ronan said.Retracting his hand, Ronan put on his own seatbelt as

As Marisol washed the vegetables, she spoke to Julius, who had followed her into the kitchen. "The doctor said you often skip meals, and even if you do eat something, you never eat properly. This habit has to go. At this rate, if you get hospitalized again, it'll be for something worse than appendicitis."After all, Julius' appendix was already removed.Smiling, Julius replied, "Okay."He walked over to Marisol and helped her wash and cut the vegetables. As he listened to Marisol's nagging, he had a calm and peaceful smile on his face. Even the depressing air about him had dispersed considerably.He couldn't help but bring up a past request. "I'm serious, Marisol. When you get divorced and split the assets, take me with you. I'll live with you, and you can treat me like a son or a brother. Either way, it'll be a win for you. I'm so much younger than you, and I can even take care of you when you grow older."Marisol didn't say a word.She was surprised that Julius hadn't gotten ov