All Chapters of When She Turns Her Back: Chapter 1001 - Chapter 1010

Julian's eyes darted away. He glanced at Nancy almost involuntarily, then rushed to explain himself. "I wasn't ignoring it. I just hadn't gotten the chance to say anything yet. You walked in before I could."That only made Christian laugh, though there was nothing funny about it. "Hadn't gotten the chance? Or just didn't want to bother?"Julian's temper flared. "What are you trying to say, Chris? What exactly is your point?"Christian didn't answer him. Instead, he turned to look at Nancy, and in one swift motion, he pulled her into his arms.Then he looked back at Julian. His gaze was glacial, and his voice dripped with contempt. "That's my point."Julian opened his mouth, but Christian cut him off before he could get a single word out. "You don't even have the right to stand in front of her anymore. You never deserved to."Something shifted in Julian. The anger drained from his face, replaced by an unsettling calm. "If you really care about her, then treat her like she matters

The sudden stop threw Christian and Nancy forward against their seatbelts. The screech of tires cut through the intersection loud enough to turn heads.Three men standing together near the curb all looked over at the same time.The one in front pinched out his cigarette and flicked it neatly into a trash can. Every motion was smooth and unhurried.Quentin strolled over to the edge of the road and stopped about 15 feet from Christian's car. With his arms folded and a grin stretching from ear to ear, he leaned in just enough to be heard."Mr. Lane, what a coincidence. That's twice tonight. Driving a little distracted, aren't we? Something on your mind? You really should be more careful."Lucas and Seamus spotted Christian's car and followed Quentin to the curb.The moment Quentin finished speaking, Lucas jumped right in. "Seriously, though, Mr. Lane. Our boy Quentin's looking out for you here. If you get banged up, that's one thing, but you've got a beautiful woman in that passenge

Talia understood immediately. She was a doctor, after all. She didn't need Joel to spell it out for her. Henry's leukemia had been confirmed.The silence stretched on for a long time before she could bring herself to ask, "What about survival rates?"Joel shook his head. "It's too early to talk about that. Right now, the priority is finding a compatible bone marrow donor."Talia rolled up her sleeve without hesitation. "Test mine."Joel looked at her with something close to admiration. "Henry's lucky to have a friend like you."But just outside the office door, Henry stood with his back pressed against the wall. He had heard everything.He'd suspected it from the moment he was admitted, but as long as the biopsy results were pending, he could cling to a final sliver of hope. Now, even that was gone.He wasn't sure if what he felt was despair or acceptance. There was no grief, no panic, just a strange, hollow stillness.About ten minutes later, Talia walked back into his room.

Talia pressed her back against the door and turned her face away, doing everything she could to avoid looking at Quentin. But the harder she tried, the more aware of him she became.She could tell that he was angry, but she didn't have the energy to manage his feelings right now. She met his gaze and firmly said, "Quentin, I need to go back. Move."She tried to push past him and reach for the door handle, but the second her fingers touched it, his hand closed around hers. Then, he leaned in and kissed her.She didn't know if it was skill or something else entirely, but the moment his lips met hers, every ounce of resistance drained out of her body like air leaving a balloon. Within seconds, she went limp in his arms.His hand settled on the narrow curve of her waist and pulled her forward until there was no space left between them. His other hand slipped under the hem of her shirt, tracing a slow path up her back until his palm pressed flat against her skin.Talia flinched, unsure

Quentin had played the Evan card, and Talia couldn't bring herself to say no to that, no matter how stubborn she wanted to be.And he wasn't wrong. Henry's situation couldn't be rushed. All she could do was wait for the right opportunity.The moment Quentin sensed her resolve weakening, he pressed his advantage. "Then it's settled. I'll pick you up."He didn't give her a chance to argue. "So, where to next?"Talia thought for a moment. "I should head back to the Stewart residence."Quentin shut that down immediately. "Not yet. There's somewhere I want to take you first."She looked at him, puzzled. "Where?"He gave her a mysterious smile. "You'll see when we get there."Before she could protest, he bent down, scooped her up, and carried her to the passenger side of his car. About 20 minutes later, they pulled up in front of a shopping mall.Talia stiffened the moment she saw where they were. "Quentin, I don't need anything. I don't want to buy anything. I really should go home