Chapter 5 You're Wearing the Underwear of the Lance Family

Eleonora gasped.

Over the past year, his bad temper had been increasing day by day.

Eleonora changed her clothes and went out of the bedroom with her suitcase.

The English-style bell on the ground had already rang at twelve o'clock.

The heavy sound of metal timing seemed to have hit deeply in people's hearts in this silent night. It was so heavy that people almost suffocated.

Eleonora heaved a long sigh of relief. It was twelve o'clock. After today, she would no longer be Quentin's wife. This woman who was regarded as Cinderella by outsiders should get out of the Lance family.

Before departure, Eleonora looked at Quentin, who was sitting on the sofa silently.

He was smoking. The smoke swirled around him and brought him a sense of silence and coldness.

"I'm leaving..."

"You've been thinking about leaving for a long time, haven't you? Otherwise, how could you pack up your luggage in advance?" Quentin spat out a mouthful of smoke. His voice was so cold that Eleonora felt that the air seemed to be frozen.

"That's what you said. I must get out of the house anytime when you need me to leave after we got married. So I'm ready at any time," Eleonora replied in a low voice.

"Yes, as I said, if I ask you to get out at any time, you must get out!" Quentin bit his lips. He could clearly hear the squeaking sound between his lips and teeth.

"Then I won't bother you," Eleonora picked up the box and was ready to go out.

"Stop!" Quentin wanted to ask where she would go since it was so late. He wanted her to leave tomorrow, but he didn't know how to express it. He was used to being indifferent to her.

Eleonora was stunned. "Do you have anything else to tell me?"

Quentin took a look at Eleonora, who was standing at the hallway. She was wearing a pink knee-length dress, which was the most popular style in Paris this year. It was simple and elegant.

The dress belonged to one dress series he loved at first glance when he had been in France. It was very suitable for Eleonora's refined and outstanding temperament. When he saw it, he immediately asked Mr.Sampson to change clothes of this brand for her.

The most popular clothes in the world would always appear in her wardrobe at the first time. Mr. Sampson would always take care of Eleonora's food, clothing, and accommodation in the shortest time possible.

During this year in the Lance family, Eleonora did live an extravagant life, but she was so painful in her heart as if suffering purgatory.

For her, these were just worldly possessions.

Quentin looked at Eleonora, who was about to leave in the hallway at any time. Her slim back made his heart twitch.

Quentin felt great pain in his heart, but he still said against his will, "Didn't you say that you would never take away anything from the Lance family? Are you leaving just like this?"

Eleonora didn't know what Quentin meant. She squatted down, opened the suitcase, and put it near Quentin's feet. "Don't worry, I won't take anything from your family. These are some personal belongings I brought before I got married. If you are worried, you can check them!"

Quentin just wanted to find fault with her. He didn't want her to leave so late. But he didn't expect this woman to be so serious.

Quentin got up and kicked the suitcase hard. The things in the suitcase suddenly fell to the ground.

Eleonora, who was squatting on the ground, felt nervous in her heart. She had already been used to his temperamental disposition and had a habit of being submissive.

"If you don't want me to take this suitcase away, I can leave the Lance mansion empty-handed."

"You..." Quentin was so angry that his lips trembled slightly.

Eleonora slowly got up and was ready to leave empty-handed.

Couldn't she wait to leave?

"Eleonora, don't you think that you're pure and lofty and you don't take anything from the Lance family? Don't forget that you're wearing the underwear of the Lance family!"