Divorced But Not Defeated The Military Queen’s Rise Again novel Chapter 118

When Quinn returned to the mansion, it had started to rain.

The sky was a gloomy shade of gray as a light rain fell, giving off an unsettling feeling.

Harlan was heading back to Jexburgh, while she still didn’t know how much longer she would have to stay in Yarburn.

Aside from an old house in town that still needed paperwork to be sorted, most of her parents‘ assets had already been taken care of.

And as for these assets, she decided to wait until she found Rowan. Then, they would determine what to do with them together.

As for her parents‘ belongings that they once used, she had kept them all in their city apartment.

Sometimes, when she returned to that house and saw those furnishings that were so familiar from her youth, it felt as though she had stepped back in time. Her parents and older brother were still there, and they were a happy, content family of four.

Every time, she couldn’t help but feel her eyes well up with tears.

She knew better than anyone else that in order for life to remain peaceful, there would always be someone shouldering the burdens, always someone making sacrifices for these good times.

Her parents would never regret their sacrifices, because it was their steadfast conviction.

And she, she would continue to tread this same path of steadfast conviction, without a shred of regret!

Harlan’s car pulled up outside Julius‘ mansion.

“All right, you can drop me off here,” Quinn said to Harlan.

Harlan gave Quinn a meaningful look, then handed her an umbrella. “All right, you should go now. See you in Jexburgh.”

“The rain outside isn’t heavy, and I can make it to the house with a quick dash, so it’s really inconvenient for me to borrow your umbrella. How would I return it?” Quinn said, attempting to return the umbrella to Harlan.

However, Harlan said, “When we meet again in Jexburgh, you can return it to me then. For now, could you please take good care of this umbrella for me?”

“All right then,” responded Quinn.

A smile tugged at the corners of Harlan’s lips.

Quinn stepped out of the car, umbrella in hand. Only after she watched the car drive away did she turn around and walk into the mansion.

However, just as she was about to step into the main house, she abruptly stopped in her tracks.

Not far off, a tall figure stood under the large tree in the courtyard, letting the rain drench him.

The man’s head was lifted slightly as he allowed the rain to hit his face, neck, and body…

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His black hair clung to his cheeks, and his white shirt had long since soaked through, sticking damply to his body.

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