All Chapters of You Had This Divorce Coming: Chapter 301 - Chapter 310

Otto's brow furrowed, his expression grave. "So you'd still rather believe her than believe Lucille and me. Is that it?"Gideon clenched his fists, his eyes blazing with fury. "I only believe what I saw with my own eyes."Otto's expression turned icy. "Fine. There's nothing left to say to you."Gideon had clearly chosen to protect Rayne, and since this was Gideon's territory, Otto saw no reason to stay. He turned to leave.The moment he did, Gideon suddenly swung, driving a hard punch into Otto's right shoulder. "You flirt with my wife in broad daylight, barge into my hospital room, and make up lies about my cousin. And you think you can just walk out of here? Not a chance."Old debts, new debts. Today, I'm settling every last one of them with you. I treated you like a brother, and you spent all your time trying to steal what was mine. Otto, I've put up with you long enough."Caught completely off guard, Otto crashed to the floor beneath Gideon's weight.Gideon drove his fists i

Gideon's voice was low, leaving no room for argument.His words struck Rayne like a physical blow, and she shot to her feet. "Giddy! That bitch already went that far with Otto, and you still call her your wife? I... I don't want to be your cousin! Once you get divorced, I want to be with you!"Giddy, we're not even related by blood. What are you so afraid of? Honestly, I'm a better match for you than Lucille. Don't you think so?"As the words left her mouth, Rayne suddenly threw herself into Gideon's arms.Otto's words that night had wounded her deeply. If Otto had dared to say something like that outright, then Rayne had nothing left to fear.She had been in love with Gideon for years. Only the constraints of propriety had forced her to suppress those feelings again and again.Now she was done pretending. She was already divorced, and Gideon was on the verge of divorce. They had shared years of history and knew each other inside and out. Neither of them had ever been the one to

"As for you... if you ever get lonely, feel free to come find me. Let me tell you, I know more tricks than you could imagine..." Rayne's voice dropped to a soft, husky murmur as she looked at Sven, batting her eyelashes at him over and over.She was certain no man could resist an approach like this.When Sven remained motionless, his expression as cold and unreadable as ever, she threw herself into his arms and reached for the last remaining piece of fabric covering her body.Sven caught her wrist. His cold voice came from above her head. "Are you done performing?"Rayne looked up at him and pouted. "Well... did you like it?"Without a trace of expression, Sven pushed her away and brushed off his clothes as though he had touched something filthy. "No."Rayne froze.Sven continued, "Your face is too old. Your skin is sagging. There's nothing appealing about you."Rayne stared at him in stunned disbelief.He showed no mercy. "You've got the nerve to show off a body like that in

Gwen's twisted logic had Lucille in stitches.Any other woman who discovered she had gotten carried away with a man while drunk would have reacted with panic and regret. No one else would be like Gwen, practically wishing the man had taken advantage of her.Lucille laughed. "All right, Gwen, show a little restraint. If you keep talking like that, Charles is going to think you're easy, when you've never even been in a real relationship."Gwen immediately pressed a finger to her lips, her face turning bright red. "Lucy! Don't bring that up in front of Charles!"I've figured him out. He likes bold women. The alluring type. The kind of woman who's had plenty of experience and knows how to have fun. So if I want him to look at me twice, I have to become that kind of woman."From now on, tell him I've been with plenty of men, that I've got tons of dating experience and know my way around the bedroom, that I can be sweet and innocent or as hardcore as he wants, that I'm up for every tric

Up close, Otto could see that Lucille's skin was soft and flawless, pale and delicate.Her face was barely the size of his palm, framed by long lashes, slightly upturned eyes, a straight nose, and finely shaped lips. Every feature was perfectly balanced, and the longer he looked, the more striking she became.He could still see traces of the girl she had once been, though the innocence that had once filled her eyes was gone. In its place was a quiet depth, shaped by everything life had forced her to endure.After her father and brother were gone, when her life reached its darkest point, he had remained like a silent shadow, watching over her from a distance and protecting her without her knowledge.He knew the face of every person who had ever bullied her because he had personally warned each of them with his fists.During the years she often went hungry, he quietly asked a neighbor to help, bought food, and secretly made sure it reached her.He even remembered the day she got he