I Want a Divorce Every Day, But the Superstar Says No-Chapter 139 - 138: Self-Reflection

The shower was never turned off, soaking both of them completely, and in this cramped space, the temperature kept rising, making the surrounding air become scorching.

Under his kiss, her rationality gradually began to crumble, and she almost couldn’t stand steadily.

Her mind was filled with just one word: fuck.

In both senses of the word.

When it was over, he carried her back to the bed, and her reason returned, leaving her too furious to even want to acknowledge him.

Even as he helped dry her off and blew her hair, she didn’t give him a glance.

Durrell Landon showered quickly and, upon coming out, found her still maintaining that posture. Understanding he’d gone too far earlier, he lowered his demeanor:

"Still angry? Wasn’t it you who suspected me of fooling around and having a child outside? I was just trying to prove to you that I’m only interested in you."

Upon hearing this, Quiana Sutton finally turned around to glare at him intensely:

"When did I ever suspect you of fooling around outside? I merely asked if you liked kids!"

In truth, she felt a little guilty as she countered.

Although she hadn’t immediately believed Vinny Linnel’s words, she was somewhat suspicious.

"Really?"

He dragged out the last syllable, even adding a hint of playful mockery.

"Given your doubts about me, I’ve decided to reflect on myself a bit, deciding that no matter how late I return, I’ll engage in demonstration activities with you."

Quiana Sutton: "..." 𝕗𝕣𝐞𝐞𝘄𝐞𝚋𝚗𝗼𝘃𝗲𝗹.𝚌𝕠𝚖

Her body inexplicably shivered.

Every night he’s doing this, would she suffer severe mental exhaustion?

This activity really is tiring.

Seeing Quiana Sutton silent, Durrell Landon reached out and embraced her, his tone softening:

"Actually, it’s impossible for me to have kids."

She was puzzled: "Why?" Then she instinctively glanced down toward his lower waist, wondering, "Do you have health issues?"

Durrell Landon: "..."

Previously, he truly hadn’t realized how imaginative his wife could be. To prevent her from imagining worse scenarios, he explained calmly:

"I have no health problems, but shortly after we got married, I had a vasectomy."

Quiana Sutton’s eyes widened upon hearing this: "Why?"

"You were too young at that time, pregnancy would harm your body."

Always holding her, he wasn’t a saint and believed he couldn’t resist. He didn’t want any accidental pregnancies harming her body, so he tackled the root cause.

Quiana Sutton didn’t say she believed him, nor did she say she didn’t, but instead was more curious, widening her eyes: "Did you really have a vasectomy?"

Durrell Landon softly replied, "Mm."

As soon as the words fell, Quiana Sutton began taking off his clothes. He quickly stopped her from continuing: "What are you doing?"

"I’m just curious to see."

She had never paid attention before, wondering what the difference was between having a vasectomy and not having one.

He wore a smile on his lips, neither agreeing nor refusing: "If you take a look, you’ll have to take responsibility for it."

Quiana Sutton: "..."

In that instant, she understood Durrell Landon’s meaning but was puzzled:

"Didn’t you already have a session in the shower?"

Durrell Landon’s smile at the corner of his lips remained: "Do you think one session is enough to satisfy me?"

Quiana Sutton: "..."

She couldn’t resist her curiosity, and of course, the result was being pressed onto the bed for another session.

...

What made her feel somewhat overwhelmed was that, to prove he was really only interested in her, Durrell Landon pressed her onto the bed for a session every time he came back late.

Recently, she only felt severely sleep-deprived.

Fortunately, she didn’t have any events these days, otherwise, it would heavily impact her image.

In order to avoid another evening of self-reflection from Durrell Landon, she decided to stay in a hotel for a few days.

She needed to catch up on sleep.

She slept in the hotel until she was completely disoriented and almost lost track of what day it was when she suddenly received a phone call.

Having been sleep-deprived recently and woken by the call, she was quite irritable, glaring at the caller ID ominously:

"Clara Hale... it better be urgent..."

Her tone was so frigid it could freeze someone, normally setting nerves on edge, though Clara Hale was past worrying.

"Boss, quickly check the info I sent you."

Quiana Sutton opened the materials from Clara Hale and casually skimmed through them, her eyes going wide upon finishing.

How is this possible?!

Clara Hale, anxious from Quiana Sutton’s prolonged silence, quickly pressed, "Boss, are you listening?"

She snapped back to reality, attempting to sound calm: "I understand."

She got out of bed and dressed, her sleepiness completely gone.

She called Durrell Landon, who didn’t answer, then Nathan Firth, but still received no response.

Realizing something might have happened, she immediately tracked Durrell Landon’s current location.

Briarwood Villa.

Briarwood Villa was very secluded, surrounded by mountains and bamboo forests, a peaceful, great vacation spot, which also implied that in case of real danger, assistance might not arrive in time.

She rushed there, witnessing the standoff between two groups.

She was about to step forward when someone tugged at her sleeve. She instinctively prepared to strike, only to find the person tugging was Julian Haworth.

Looking down at him, her gaze unfeeling: "What are you doing here?"

Julian Haworth awkwardly spoke: "When gods fight, mortals suffer. Should I wait around to get beaten if I don’t find a safe place to hide?"

Quiana Sutton: "..."

Gathering herself, "Do you know what’s happening?"

"I know, this villa belongs to Miles Zander. The woman named Lilian was originally his subordinate. The boss came to teach them a lesson, but this Miles Zander seemed to have got wind of it and slipped away before Durrell arrived. When Durrell realized the villa’s master was absent, he planned to leave, unexpectedly encountering Nathan Firth coming to this place too."

After explaining, he pointed at Nova: "That woman suggested since they met, they shouldn’t waste this chance, so they started fighting."

Quiana Sutton shot Julian Haworth a glance, speaking blandly: "Fighting, why would they let you come?"

Julian Haworth laughed awkwardly, seeming embarrassed: "I secretly followed Oliver here."

Originally, he intended to visit Oliver’s office but happened to see Oliver remove his glasses and change clothes, instantly suspecting something was happening. Without hesitation, he followed Oliver.

Never had he imagined the current scene.

"So, if Durrell and Nathan Firth really start fighting, who would you want to see win?"