LOGINA couple of days ago, Yvonne had been talking about Talia nonstop, saying how much she missed her, wanted to sleep with her, and hug her. But now, her words were completely different.Listening to Yvonne, Christian felt confused.For a moment, he even questioned if what he had heard from her earlier was real. Did he mishear her?Picking up on Christian's silence, Yvonne realized she had misspoke. So, she quickly said, "Daddy, help me tell Nancy that I miss her and want to hug her to sleep."Christian's emotions were all over the place, but he still replied in a low voice, "Okay."After telling Yvonne to go to sleep, he ended the call.As he stood by the window, his mind was filled with conflicting thoughts. He couldn't shake off his suspicions about Yvonne's changing attitude.But what was he doubting? Was he wondering if Yvonne really pushed Talia? How could she possibly do that?He would never believe that.After finishing a cigarette, Christian made his way to Nancy's ward.
Monica was probing Henry with the question. She never expected him to tell her so decisively that Talia meant more to him than anything in his life.That answer sat very poorly with her.Back in college, she had once idolized Henry, secretly harboring feelings for him for years.Even though she eventually let go, a shadow still hung over her heart.It was one thing for Henry to have feelings for Talia, but why did Quentin like her, too?After all, Monica was the one who had saved him.Monica stood frozen, unsure of how to process everything.Henry noticed her silence but didn't ask any questions. Instead, he lowered his voice and said, "Monica, I'm going to see Talia now. See you."Without waiting for a response, he turned and walked toward the ward.By the time Monica snapped out of it and tried to respond, Henry was already out of sight.She let out a self-deprecating laugh.She didn't get it. What made Talia so special? Why did every man seem to prefer her?Talia was jus
As Quentin walked toward the elevator, he heard a gentle call. "Mr. Henderson."He immediately recognized the voice. It was Monica.Turning around, he saw her standing there, her face lightly made up. It was indeed a strikingly beautiful face. But to Quentin, it sparked no attraction whatsoever.He looked at her, his voice cold as he asked, "Ms. Walker, did I not make myself clear, or do you just not understand what I said?"Quentin's voice carried clear displeasure and hostility.Monica could feel the obvious rejection and disdain emanating from him, but she didn't retreat. She raised her chin and bluntly asked, "Do you have feelings for Talia?"Quentin countered with a smirk. "What do you think? Do you really believe I was just lying in bed with her, calling her honey for fun? I was charming her and winning her over. I'm sure you understand what I mean, Ms. Walker."Monica flinched at his words. Even so, she replied flatly, "Mr. Henderson, Talia is not worthy of you."Quentin
The moment Quentin pulled away, Talia instinctively pressed her body against his.There was something about him—an undeniable pull—that made her want to be near him. It was as if his warmth and presence brought her a sense of comfort and security.Talia's hands, seemingly on their own, found their way to his waist. Her response clearly showed the stir of emotion inside her.Her eyes were half-lidded. Her soft moan only quieted when Quentin was several inches away from her.Then, she heard his voice near her ear. Hearing him call her "honey" made her heart skip a beat, and she couldn't help but wish he'd say it once more.The moment Talia opened her eyes, she met Quentin's playful gaze. The amusement in them cut through her like a knife, precise and unrelenting.In a panic, she looked away, but her cheeks flared with heat, all the way down to her neck.Quentin lowered his head and gently exhaled against Talia's neck. A faint smile tugged at his lips as he asked, "Feeling shy?"H
When Talia remained quiet, Quentin pulled her closer. He could feel her sadness."What's on your mind?" he asked, trying his best to sound gentle.Talia didn't feel like answering. "Quentin, what are you doing here? Can you get off the bed?"Ignoring her, he asked, "Are you upset because the divorce isn't going smoothly?"Talia didn't respond and remained silent.Her silence was all the confirmation he needed.He gently grabbed her shoulders, forced her to face him, and pinned her down with his body. Leaning in until their eyes locked, he said, "If you're miserable just because you're still married, it's not worth it. So what if you can't get a divorce? I don't care about the title anyway."Talia wasn't amused by his teasing. Unable to meet his gaze, she turned her head to the side. "Get off me."Her voice was cold, and her tone left no room for argument.However, Quentin still didn't budge. His voice was hoarse as he asked her, "Is it really worth pushing me away because of a
Christian gave his answer, but Talia had already stopped holding out any hope. Sometimes, the greater the hope, the deeper the disappointment.She didn't want to ask any more questions, nor did she want to hear Christian's voice again. So, she quietly ended the call.Emma stood beside her, watching Talia with confusion and concern in her eyes.Seeing Emma's worried look, Talia forced a faint smile and said, "Emma, you know about my marriage with Christian. His heart has never been with me. This outcome is the best for both of us."Emma froze, unable to say anything.Talia wasn't wrong, so there was nothing Emma could say.Even so, Emma stayed with Talia for a little while longer. She tried to feed Talia, but the latter resisted.Emma knew that it was because of Christian that Talia refused to eat anything he asked her to make."Mrs. Lane, I made this myself. Mr. Lane hasn't touched it. You can hate him, but I mean well. You can't hate me too."Upon hearing that, Talia reluctan
The straightforward conversation only confirmed what everyone was thinking. Quentin clearly had his eye on Shayla and was trying to find out more about her.The people around them murmured with envy, but Quentin ignored them."Well, Ms. Wilder, what do you think of me?" Quentin asked.Shayla froz
When Evan raised his voice, Quentin quickly crouched, covered Evan's mouth, and made a gesture for him to keep quiet.Evan understood and nodded fast.Once Quentin let go, he tapped Evan's head and said, "After I take care of this, I promise that I'll take you to the haunted house. I'll even take
Quentin's expression was full of arrogance as he looked down on Shayla. He coldly watched her humiliation and distress.The harder she cried, the wider the curve of his smirk grew.The onlookers murmured and whispered more and more."What's gotten into Mr. Henderson today? Isn't he usually so kin
Talia didn't understand Quentin's intentions, but she didn't call him out on it either. His wound was bleeding continuously. She needed to stop it in time.After treating it simply, Talia said, "There, just change the dressing regularly."She packed everything back into her bag. When she looked up







