All Chapters of Divorce Finally Made Him Break: Chapter 311 - Chapter 320

I stayed where I was, the words leaving my mouth before my mind could catch up. "If I don't leave, will you stay with me?"Timothy fell silent for a moment, then replied with just a few words. "Take care of yourself."He turned and headed toward the helipad, and I smiled with quiet acceptance, knowing deep down that this had always been his choice.Suddenly, the alarm sounded again. Everyone was buzzing with questions. They had just said that the aftershocks would come at night, so why was one happening now?I looked around but couldn't see Christine. I had no idea how she was doing. Then I remembered my laptop. It was still at the base, storing all the photos and footage I had taken over the past two days. Clinging to a sliver of hope, I ran to the shelter to retrieve it.I never expected the aftershock to hit so fast or so violently. Even the few buildings still standing began to sway violently. The instant a deafening crash tore through the shelter's roof, I felt death closer t

I had known Timothy for 20 years. I thought we were closer than anyone else, but he had never truly understood me.Over the next few days, Isaac stayed by my side. He wasn't a man of many words, but he would always appear when I needed him most. When I struggled carrying my camera up the hill, he would take the heaviest equipment from me without hesitation. When an interview hit a roadblock, a few calm, precise words from him were enough to clear everything up. His quiet, composed presence smoothed over every problem.It wasn't until the aftershocks had stopped entirely and the authorities officially declared Jervia safe that Isaac spoke. "I should head back. There's still a lot waiting for me in Seavale."I froze for a moment, then asked instinctively, "What about your client? Aren't you still looking for them?"A soft smile touched Isaac's lips, warm and steady, like sunlight breaking through after rain. "No. Take care of yourself while you're here. Once this is over, come back

Clarissa patted Christine on the shoulder. She said, "Over these past few months, I've witnessed your work, your skills, and your determination. Keep it up. I believe in you."Christine cried tears of joy. I returned to my desk and threw myself into editing and writing. After the earthquake, there were countless reports and firsthand accounts from the disaster zone that needed to be published.At that moment, a colleague suddenly exclaimed in surprise. "Josie, is this you?"He handed me his phone. The official Jervia account had posted a documentary. One segment showed me helping medical staff carry the injured and dress their wounds. I remembered that at the time, another reporter had interviewed me.I never imagined that the video would have such a huge response. Many people even clipped out my segment separately. The online comments flooded in."This young lady is so beautiful. Her profile looks just like a famous celebrity's. She could easily become an actress. So pretty and c

Benedict snorted coldly. "What's the matter? Your wife is a nationally praised journalist, and now you have to pull out her chair yourself. Life's hardly fair, huh?"Timothy smiled and replied, "Not at all. It's just part of the fun between Josie and me. A little bickering keeps things interesting."I wanted nothing more than to expose him on the spot and let everyone know how he had abandoned me in the disaster zone. But with the table full of dishes Diana had prepared and Benedict watching me expectantly, I swallowed the urge. Keeping my expression blank, I took the seat beside him.Benedict raised his glass, his eyes shining. "Everyone, raise your glasses. Let's celebrate Josie coming back safely from the earthquake zone."The glasses clinked with a crisp sound.Benedict turned to Timothy. "Look at your wife. Isn't she incredible? This is the kind of person who can stand by your side, not like that messy Yasmin who just likes to put on a show."Timothy put down his glass and s

"I was apologizing on behalf of Timothy. Please don't take what he said just now personally," I said to Isaac, feeling a little awkward.He frowned slightly, a faint edge of cold in his voice. "Aren't you about to divorce him? In what capacity are you apologizing for him? As his wife?"I froze. Caught off guard, I couldn't find the words to respond. Isaac looked at me, studying my red eyes. "You look upset. Are you really that sad?"I shook my head quickly, sniffling. "No… I'm just crying tears of joy."He let out a soft laugh. It was the first time I had ever heard him laugh like that—not the polite, distant chuckle he used in social settings, nor his usual indifferent tone. Somehow, it felt more alive.For a moment, I was stunned. I simply stared at him.He composed himself and asked, "Have you hired a divorce lawyer?"I was about to nod and say everything had already been arranged when Diana's voice came from the staircase, weighted with seriousness. "Isaac, come upstairs. I