Divorced But Not Defeated The Military Queen’s Rise Again novel Chapter 212

Chapter 212 Cruel Words And Desperation

Julius’s words landed like vicious slaps, stinging her cheeks with shame and pain.

Enough? How could it possibly be enough?

She ground her teeth. If he insisted on such cruelty, she would simply play dirtier than he could imagine.

Quinn showed Murren a stack of photographs of her brother, Rowan.

Murren examined each picture with care while Quinn stood beside him, sharing little stories about her brother.

“When I find Rowan, I’ll bring him here so he can visit you,” Quinn promised.

Murren looked at Rowan’s image. “I’m not sure I’ll live long enough to see that day.”

“You will!” Quinn said brightly. “I’ll locate him soon. You’re definitely going to meet him.”

“Good, good,” the old man nodded. “Then I’ll wait.”

A moment later Murren asked, “Are you together with Julius now?”

“Mm–hmm,” Quinn answered.

“He’s a deeply guarded man,” Murren warned gently. “And he carries the Whitethorn blood. Years ago his father did terrible things to win his mother–ruined the man she’d loved first, even–he…”

“Great–grandpa!” Quinn cut him off. “Julius is not his father. They’re different people.”

She knew Murren meant well, yet she couldn’t bear to hear Julius spoken of that way.

“You’re right. I’m biased,” Murren conceded. He’d seen with his own eyes how kindly that Whitethorn boy treated Quinn, and she clearly cared for him.

Their feelings, naturally, were not the same as the previous generation’s.

By the time Quinn left Murren’s room, a full hour had slipped by.

She checked her watch, wondering whether Julius was growing impatient in the parlor.

Just then she noticed a cluster of servants rushing down the corridor in the same direction.

“Something’s wrong–the parlor!” one cried.

“It’s Mr. Julius and Ms. Marley!” another added.

Quinn’s heart lurched. Julius and Marley?

What on earth was happening?

She broke into a sprint toward the parlor.

The doorway was jammed with servants. Quinn squeezed through the crowd–and froze at the sight

before her.

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