Divorced But Not Defeated The Military Queen’s Rise Again novel Chapter 90

Chapter 90 Paying Respects

Quinn looked at Julius with surprise, as if she hadn’t expected him to say something like that.

After all, to her, Julius was absolutely a dangerous man. Her instincts had always told her to stay away from him, to never get involved with someone like that.

When Julius saw her expression, his gaze dimmed slightly. He understood she had probably never even considered the possibility.

“What a pity,” he murmured quietly. “I’m not your comrade. If I were, would you protect me the same way you protect Harlan?”

He looked into her eyes, as if some ripple was stirring in his own.

Expectation, perhaps, or maybe even a silent plea.

Quinn pressed her lips together. “A hypothetical question like that has no meaning. I’m your bodyguard right now, so of course I’ll protect you.”

“And if you weren’t my bodyguard?” he asked.

“Then you’d have plenty of other bodyguards to protect you.”

At her words, Julius‘ lashes fluttered slightly. “Right. It’s true. There’s no point in hypotheticals.”

Time couldn’t be turned back. He would never be her comrade.

Yet, a sense of loss welled up in his heart, one that he himself couldn’t quite put into words.

In the evening, after taking a shower, Julius stood in front of the mirror, studying his face that was a blend of his parents‘ features.

His jawline resembled his father’s more, but his eyes and brows were unmistakably his mother’s.

And so, every time his mother looked at him, all she saw was the man she loathed. She would shove him away again and again, screaming, “Don’t come near me! You’re his son. When you grow up, you’ll be just like him, a demon!”

A demon. His own mother had called him a demon. There had never been any tenderness in her eyes, only hatred and fear.

His father, meanwhile, would whip him again and again, cursing him for being worthless, cursing him for not being able to win his mother’s affection.

Yet, after every beating, his father would stare into his mother–like eyes and sol

1 sorry, Julius. I just

love your mother too much. I can’t lose her. You have to help me keep her. She has to love me. You’re her son. She’s bound to love you.”

From the moment of his birth, he had only ever been a pawn.

The so–called love was so repulsive that it made him want to retch.

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09:19 Tue, 8 Jul \ @ Q

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