Chapter 199 Fear Of Abandonment
All color drained from Julius’s face; his hands on the wheel trembled almost invisibly.
<So… if one day I have no value to her, she’ll cast me aside too? No! I will never let her abandon me!>
With a sudden jerk, Julius spun the steering wheel and slammed on the brakes. The car screeched to a halt at the curb.
“Why did you stop so suddenly-”
Quinn hadn’t finished speaking when Julius unbuckled his seat belt, leaned across the console, and closed the distance between them.
“What’s wrong?” Quinn stared into the strikingly handsome face that had eased close to hers.
Right then, his complexion was ghost–white, and unmistakable anxiety darkened his eyes.
“If I become useless, will you throw me away?” he asked, his gaze locked tight on her.
Quinn froze, then, as though something clicked in her mind, said softly, “No. Even if you really did become useless, I would never abandon you.”
“Really?” He still sounded far from reassured.
Quinn pressed her red lips together, knowing some wounds–some deeply embedded influences- couldn’t be erased by a handful of comforting words.
Still, she and he had plenty of time ahead; she could case those doubts bit by bit.
She cradled his face in both hands and met his icy thin lips with her own warm kiss. “Julius, whether you’re useful or not, I like you–I like you, the person.”
Her heat seemed determined to thaw the chill clinging to his mouth.
The trembling unease and tension in his heart slowly unraveled beneath her declaration.
Julius’s eyelashes fluttered; after a brief pause, he closed his eyes and answered her kiss.
When Quinn finally broke away, Julius felt the warmth on his lips fade, leaving behind a vague sense of loss.
“All right, let’s drive home,” Quinn reminded him; this wasn’t a spot where they could park for long.
Of course, she had never imagined she would someday kiss Julius in a car pulled over at the curb while pedestrians flowed past the windows.
But a moment ago, all she’d wanted was to soothe his anxiety and tell him how much she cared.
Julius gave Quinn a long, deep look, then started the engine once more.
The vehicle eased away, and, roughly twenty minutes later, rolled up to the front gate of the mansion.
At that moment, a lone figure was standing outside the gate.
Quinn blinked; through the windshield she clearly saw who it was.
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