Divorced But Not Defeated The Military Queen’s Rise Again novel Chapter 35

Chapter 35 The Debt He Owed Her

Sidonie softened slightly. “It’s all right. So long as you truly believe me.”

“Of course I do,” he replied without hesitation. “You saved my life. How could I not trust you?”

“At his words, a faint smile touched her lips. She lifted a hand and gently brushed a few stray strands of hair from his slightly tousled forehead.

““Exactly,” she said softly. “”I saved your life… so how could you possibly not trust me? Trent, all I’ve ever wanted is for you to believe in me.”””

She wanted him to believe in her innocence and to remember the debt he owed her.

Meanwhile, in the VIP ward of the hospital, Julius set Quinn’s phone on the bedside table. He stood quietly by her side, watching as she slept under the effects of sedation.

Though she had fallen into a deep sleep, it was far from restful. Her usually fair skin was now flushed with fever, a soft sheen of sweat glistening along her brow.

Occasionally, faint, involuntary moans slipped from her lips.

The drug was simply working its way through her system. As long as her body metabolized it properly, there was no real danger.

“Fabian, why do you think she turned me down? She could’ve easily eased her discomfort, couldn’t she?” Julius’ voice echoed through the ward, low and unhurried. Fabian, standing silently behind him, straightened at once.

“Ms. Bridger is still married, sir,” he answered cautiously. “She might have… certain reservations.”

If she’d accepted Mr. Whitethorn’s suggestion, it would’ve been cheating.

Of course, he also knew that for Julius, things like morality and social convention had never meant much.

“So,” Julius mused, “if she gets divorced and returns to being single, would she say yes then?”

Fabian was momentarily speechless, unsure how to answer.

But Julius didn’t seem to be waiting for a reply. He raised a hand and gently wiped the fine sheen of sweat from Quinn’s forehead, his fingers uncharacteristically tender. “What should I do? The more time I spend around you, the more I want to keep you close.”

He couldn’t help but wonder just how many more surprises this woman had in store for him and how many more moments would make him feel like this.

Behind him, Fabian glanced at the sleeping Quinn with faint sympathy.

In Julius’ world, people fell into two categories: useful, or irrelevant. But now… it seemed a third category was emerging-those he desired.

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And for Quinn Bridger, that might not be a good thing at all.

When Quinn awoke, a wave of exhaustion washed over her. Her body felt uncomfortably sticky, damp with the remnants of sweat.

“You’re awake?” A voice suddenly broke the silence.

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