Chapter 131

"I've found out the person who harmed your mother." Quentin glanced at Noelle before letting her go and turning to leave.

Her breath caught in her throat. She chased after him, grasping his arm. "Who is it?"

He stopped in his tracks, turned over slightly, and frowned before looking at her apathetically. "Why should I tell you? Who are you to me?" His demeanor was cold, clearly angered by her.

Noelle faltered for a moment before responding softly, "You're my husband."

She was well aware that, unless she addressed him as her husband, he would never tell her who the culprit was. Yet, as soon as she did, her heart quivered. It was supposed to be a word full of affection, but she felt nothing of the sort from him.

His heart softened slightly, but his voice remained cold. "Do you still want to get a divorce?"

Noelle shook her head before withdrawing her hand from his arm and clenching her fists. "No."

The suffocating sensation in his chest finally subsided a little. He raised his h