I Want a Divorce Every Day, But the Superstar Says No-Chapter 115: Hopelessly in Love

Durrell Landon only felt his emotions becoming more and more uncontrollable. Even when he heard that his elder brother was missing and Nathan Firth was going to target the Landon Family, he wasn’t this agitated. He could even think of everything he needed to do next in an instant.

But when he heard Quiana Sutton say that the person she had always liked was Nathan Firth, he only felt his mind go completely blank.

He admitted he had selfish motives, but more so, he was worried that if Nathan Firth really wanted to fight to the bitter end with him, and he couldn’t protect her, then everything from Universal Corporation could ensure she lived out the rest of her life worry-free.

Why, in her heart, was he so unforgivable?

Why did she have to tell him that the person she loved over the past three years was Nathan Firth?

Did she not know that every word she spoke cut into his heart like a knife?

From the moment he first saw her by the roadside three years ago, he fell in love with her, but he still didn’t understand why the feeling came so suddenly. He was never someone with intense feelings; even towards his grandfather and his elder brother, it wasn’t like this. But at first glance, he wanted to possess her, to keep her by his side forever, never to be apart.

So he sent people to inquire about her schedule, went to the variety show she was on to be a mentor, just to create an opportunity to meet her by chance.

He didn’t actually know how to interact with women, so very abruptly, he proposed marriage. He even prepared himself for rejection, but never expected she would agree.

He wanted to make it public, but she requested not to tell anyone. Perhaps he was too immersed in joy at the time and agreed to all her demands.

But about half a year after they married, he noticed her acting strange. Occasionally, she would be lost in thought alone. He even discovered he actually knew nothing about her, but none of that mattered to him. What he cared about was having her by his side.

Less than a year later, she proposed a divorce, and he asked why.

She said she wasn’t suitable to be his wife because she couldn’t give him the true heart he wanted.

At that time, it was as if she was wearing a mask he couldn’t see through, he couldn’t guess her true thoughts. But he still didn’t care; he just wanted her to stay by his side.

So he said he couldn’t give her his true heart either because the person he liked was Evelyn Windsor, but she abandoned him in pursuit of her dreams.

Anyway, everyone in Capital City knew that Evelyn Windsor was indeed the only woman who could be within a meter of him.

Knowing he didn’t really like her that much either, she gave up on divorcing him.

He interacted with her cautiously, as if treading on thin ice, fearing any mistake. 𝘧𝓇ℯ𝑒𝓌𝑒𝑏𝓃𝘰𝘷𝘦𝘭.𝒸ℴ𝓂

He didn’t expect he would have a car accident.

When he first woke up, he did lose part of his memory, but as time went on, he actually remembered everything.

He thought that since he had lost his memory, he might as well pretend not to remember and start over.

When he thought there was finally progress between them, unexpectedly, Nathan Firth appeared at this moment...

Until the plane crash, he finally remembered everything.

He finally understood why he hopelessly loved her at first sight.

When he emerged from that basement, where he couldn’t see the sun, moon, stars, or night sky, the first color he saw was her. She was the beginning of his barren world.

She had long been etched into his soul, and even if he lost his memory, hypnotized to forget, he would never forget this feeling.

In this world of millions, as he walked among the crowd, he would occasionally subconsciously search for something.

In fact, Violet Foote and Evelyn Windsor’s eyes somewhat resembled Quiana Sutton’s, and their smile had a very beautiful arc.

His special feelings and tolerance for them were most likely because they resembled Quiana Sutton.

He had engraved her into his soul, and no one could replace her. Even if there was someone with eyes like hers, a nose like hers, or a mouth like hers in this world, those people weren’t truly her.

The person he loved was just Quiana Sutton.

But why was it that he could give up everything, yet she had no love for him at all?

"Why?"

He vociferously questioned, gripping her shoulders so forcefully, it was as if he might break the bones in her shoulders.

"It hurts."

Was Durrell Landon going to kill her?

Hearing her voice, Durrell Landon instinctively regained his senses, seeing Quiana Sutton looking at him defensively and distantly. His heart sank slowly, the pain, regret, and despair nearly engulfing his entire soul’s solitude, causing the hopeful light in his eyes to steadily fade until it became an icy chill, isolated from the world.

He retreated step by step until with a "bang—" he slammed the door shut.

Hearing the door close, Quiana Sutton lay weakly on the ground, thinking it’s likely truly over between the two of them.

There’s no way to return to the past.

Joseph Grant and Miranda White were outside the door, seeing Durrell Landon’s virtually bloodshot eyes, frightened them into retreating several steps.

Continually saying:

"We... we heard nothing and saw nothing."

Durrell Landon didn’t even glance at them and walked away, leaving only a silhouette melting into the dark aura.

After Durrell Landon left, Joseph Grant and Miranda White felt as if all their strength was drained, collapsing and sitting down powerlessly. For a moment there, they really thought Durrell Landon would kill them.

They were just curious to see Quiana Sutton head to the rooftop full of anger, curious about the conflict between Durrell Landon and Quiana Sutton, never expecting to get caught up in such a shocking drama.

Cautiously, they peered through the crack of the door to look at Quiana Sutton lying on the ground, not daring to step forward and comfort her, and instead supported each other to leave the rooftop. It took a long time before their weakened strength returned.

North Star.

By the time Charles Foote arrived, Durrell Landon was already drunk to the core, the first time he had seen him so disoriented.

He stopped Durrell Landon before he could drink further.

He didn’t even need to ask, he knew that the way Durrell Landon looked now was all because of Quiana Sutton.

If there was anyone in the world who could make Durrell Landon work so hard and be so tormented, it was most likely only Quiana Sutton.

After all, he lost everything in the divorce.

He spoke softly: "Durrell, even though your divorce hasn’t been completely publicized, quite a few people know about it. They’re curious about what kind of woman could make Young Master Landon lose everything in a divorce. They don’t dare to come looking for you, so they’re all coming to me now. Even several media outlets are waiting for interviews."

Hearing this, the expression on Durrell Landon’s face turned colder: "Cancel them all."

Charles Foote wasn’t all that surprised, merely curling his lips: "But I’m really curious, would you really divorce Quiana Sutton? Would you really let her find another man after the divorce?"

Durrell Landon simply spat out two words: "In your dreams!"

The arc of Charles Foote’s lips deepened further:

"In that case, resolve the issue with Nathan Firth as soon as possible."

He thought he finally understood what Durrell Landon was going to do...