I Want a Divorce Every Day, But the Superstar Says No-Chapter 44: Proof Needed

In the car.

Durrell Landon glanced at Quiana Sutton sitting beside him: "Since you’ve been drugged, are you going to the hospital or..."

Quiana Sutton gave him a sideways look:

"It’s just some ordinary couple-spicing powder, I’ll just endure it."

Durrell Landon: "..."

He felt a bit unsuccessful; his wife would rather endure than seek him as an antidote.

Durrell Landon took Quiana Sutton away, not noticing that nearby Iris Melrose had captured the entire scene on camera.

Iris Melrose was initially worried these people wouldn’t follow the rules and fail to deliver Quiana Sutton to Chairman Liu’s bedside in time, so she came over to supervise them.

At first, she just wanted to take a few racy photos of Quiana Sutton, but unexpectedly this turned out to be a delightful surprise.

Quiana Sutton beat those people until they were bloodied and left gasping for breath, she couldn’t believe such a violent person wouldn’t be rejected by the entire internet.

After saving the video, she quietly left the underground parking lot.

Meanwhile, Evelyn Windsor clutched the steering wheel, staring intently at the exit where Durrell Landon had left with Quiana Sutton.

There was a thought she was unwilling to admit — maybe Durrell Landon really did have something to do with that woman.

Unable to hold back, she pressed the accelerator and chased after them.

Whether it was the drug’s effect or not, Quiana Sutton found today’s Durrell Landon particularly enticing.

His distinct, porcelain white right hand lazily rested on the black steering wheel, creating a stark visual contrast in black and white that made her subconsciously swallow.

At that moment, Durrell Landon casually tugged his tie, unbuttoning the top few buttons of his shirt, revealing well-defined skin.

She could almost imagine his powerful and robust body under that shirt.

"Stop the car! I want to get out!"

Durrell Landon suspiciously glanced at Quiana Sutton, "We are just ten minutes away from Imperial View Manor, and you want to stop now?"

She took a deep breath; she wasn’t feeling unwell, just wanted some fresh air.

The two in the car sat too close, easily getting lost in their desires...

Suppressing the heat within, she spoke as calmly as possible: "I want to get out to feel the breeze."

Just then, fireworks blossomed in the night sky not far away, petals raining down, as if one could reach out and touch them.

She murmured softly, "So beautiful."

Durrell Landon pulled the car to the side.

Once she got out, she took a box of cigarettes from her bag, elegantly lighting a slender cigarette, taking a puff, and gazing at the flickering fireworks, feeling an inexplicable tinge of sadness:

"It’s a pity these fireworks are so fleeting."

Durrell Landon wasn’t interested in the fireworks, he just glanced briefly, then focused back on Quiana Sutton.

A gentle breeze blew, her black hair danced in the air, and her face painted by the light of the cigarette was dreamlike, making his throat tighten instinctively.

He walked towards Quiana Sutton step by step, eyeing her lips, speaking lightly:

"Even though these fireworks may vanish quickly, they are briefly owned by the night sky."

Seeing him staring at her lips, Quiana Sutton teased, "Don’t you like me smoking?"

"Yes, the taste of smoke isn’t very pleasant."

Quiana Sutton laughed, "You’ve never smoked, how would you know?"

"I used to, then I quit."

Quiana Sutton had a moment of surprise, suddenly a mischievous thought arose.

"Have you tried smoking like this?"

Whether captivated by his allure or dazed by the drugs, she impulsively kissed him, transferring the smoke in her mouth into his.

She was quite satisfied seeing Durrell Landon’s astonishment, just as she was about to pull away, he acted faster; his left arm wrapped around her waist, right hand holding the back of her head, deepening the kiss.

At that moment, fireworks bloomed above them, and the two kissing under the fireworks looked dreamlike and picturesque.

Not far away, Evelyn Windsor watched the scene, her face terrifyingly gloomy, grip on the wheel tightened aggressively, with veins faintly visible on her fair arm.

Durrell Landon was always just hers, she absolutely wouldn’t allow any woman to take him from her.

This kiss felt endless to Quiana Sutton; she only felt as if her soul was tightly grasped until the burnt end of the cigarette scorched her, startling her back to clarity, hastily pushing Durrell Landon away.

She had just let herself indulge so recklessly.

Suddenly being pushed away, Durrell Landon’s eyes carried irritation, just as he was about to speak, Quiana Sutton’s phone rang.

Fumbling to retrieve her phone, about to answer, Durrell Landon clasped it with his hand, not allowing her to answer the call.

"Wait!"

"Tell me, what do you want most?"

Quiana Sutton tried to pull her hand from Durrell Landon’s grasp, but it was immovable.

Durrell Landon fixed his eyes on her, with unprecedented seriousness: "Give me the answer."

Quiana Sutton gave up struggling, looking at Durrell Landon standing before her, with only her in his eyes, she spoke softly:

"You want the answer, then you prove it to me."

"How to prove it?"

"That I am your one and only in this life."

Durrell Landon momentarily froze upon hearing this, and during that instant, she fiercely pulled free from his grip, pressing the answer button:

"Grace..." 𝗳𝚛𝚎𝚎𝘄𝕖𝕓𝕟𝕠𝚟𝚎𝕝.𝗰𝕠𝐦

Seeing Quiana finally answer the call, Grace Sutton couldn’t help but sigh in relief: "You finally pick up your phone."

Noticing the slight off-kilter tone in Grace’s voice, Quiana Sutton furrowed her brow: "What’s going on?"

"What’s your relationship with Alexander Skylane?"

Quiana Sutton was a bit surprised at how quickly Grace came asking about her relationship with Alexander Skylane, but she didn’t hide it:

"Would you believe me if I said we were childhood sweethearts?"

Grace Sutton: "..."

"Cece, stop fooling around, you being childhood sweethearts with Alexander Skylane would be just as plausible as me being Durrell Landon’s sister."

Quiana Sutton: "..."

She instinctively glanced at Durrell Landon, who was silently beside her, and saw his face visibly darken after hearing Grace’s words, even in the night it was very apparent...

Unable to hold it back, she burst into laughter.

Seeing Durrell Landon’s increasingly displeased expression, she forced a cough, suppressing her laughter.

"Grace, why suddenly ask about my relationship with Alexander Skylane, did something happen?"

Grace briefly mentioned the live-stream incident to her.

Quiana Sutton: "..."

With a hint of disbelief, she said: "Is that media outlet crazy? To dare to live-stream without permission, aren’t they afraid of Alexander Skylane causing trouble later?"

"Sometimes for the sake of traffic, one has to take risks, though I didn’t expect Alexander Skylane would actually choose you as the new endorser." Speaking of this, there seemed to be some inexpressible sadness: "Perhaps you don’t even need a manager anymore."

Quiana Sutton laughed softly:

"That’s not possible, Alexander picking me as an endorser was just good luck; I’ll still need your help with scripts, Grace."

Since Quiana Sutton changed, she became mysterious and unpredictable, yet also more reassuring.

"I do have a major production in hand, script is good, let’s talk more tomorrow."

"Okay."