All Chapters of When She Turns Her Back: Chapter 1021 - Chapter 1030

Nancy caught up to Christian, and he stopped without meaning to. He stood there for a moment, replaying what she'd just asked him.Several seconds passed before he slowly turned to look at her. "What? She's hurt, and you're happy about it?"The question hit too close to the mark. Nancy scrambled to cover for herself. "Chris, that's not what I meant. I was just worried about her. It was so dangerous in there earlier."But Christian wasn't listening to a single word of it. His head was full of the image of Talia kissing Quentin, and the harder he tried to push it away, the sharper it became.By the time Nancy finished talking, his mood had curdled into something restless and ugly. Her voice grated on him, and he cut her off without thinking. "Enough. Stop talking about her."Even with the irritation radiating off him, Nancy couldn't let it go. She pressed on carefully. "Chris, what happened? Did Ms. Stewart—"He didn't let her finish speaking. "She's dead to me."Then he ducked in

When Quentin's lips pulled away, Talia felt almost dazed. She wasn't ready for it to be over. A selfish, quiet part of her wanted him to lean back in and kiss her a little longer.His lips had been soft, magnetic, like something she could get lost in. That brief kiss hadn't been nearly enough.Quentin walked around to the driver's side and got in. Talia didn't dare look at him. Her heart was pounding like a drum, each beat reverberating through her entire chest.On the drive back to the Stewart residence, Quentin kept the car impossibly slow. It was almost midnight, but he wasn't in any hurry. He wanted to stretch every last second of having her beside him.He kept thinking that if he could just marry her sooner, he wouldn't have to endure this feeling of letting her go at the end of every night.But no matter how slowly he drove, the road eventually ran out.Just past midnight, the car rolled to a stop outside the Stewart residence gates.Quentin came around to open her door an

The moment Talia finished saying what was on her mind, she felt something loosen inside her, like a weight she hadn't realized she'd been carrying.When she looked up again, the car had already stopped.Quentin's car was parked just ahead, and he was already out and walking toward them. He opened the passenger door, then stood by the curb with a gentle smile, one hand extended toward her. "Sweetie, come on."Talia glanced down at his open palm, then slowly placed her hand in his. The second Quentin's fingers closed around hers, it was like he'd been handed something precious he never wanted to let go of. He guided her out carefully, keeping her close.Willow killed the engine and was about to push her door open when someone pulled it from the outside first. She looked up, startled, and found herself staring directly into Lucas' warm, refined eyes.Seeing him caught her off guard for a moment, but she didn't say anything. She just got out of the car on her own.Lucas' outstretched

While Willow was lost in her own thoughts, Quentin came up behind Talia and reached for her jacket, following Lucas' lead.Talia's whole body went stiff. Her voice came out shaky. "I... I can do it myself."Quentin could tell that she was embarrassed, so he pulled his hands back and kept his voice soft. "Okay. Go ahead."Talia gave a quiet hum and took off the jacket herself.The moment it came off, a pink swimsuit with a ruched floral neckline was revealed. The color looked beautiful against her skin.Her figure was incredible. There wasn't an ounce of extra softness anywhere around her waist.Quentin's brain flooded with thoughts that he had no business entertaining. He tried to rein himself in, but when it came to Talia, self-control had never been his strong suit.When he went quiet, Talia turned around to look at him. "What's wrong?"Her hair was loosely twisted up in a messy bun, and the carelessness of it only made her prettier somehow.The second she looked his way, Qu

The sight of Christian sent Talia's heart into a violent jolt. She shoved at him in a panic, desperate to get out of the sweltering room.But Christian stood in front of her like a wall. No matter how hard she pushed, he didn't move an inch.Talia's frustration boiled over. She looked up and glared at him. "Christian, move."He looked down at her. He didn't say a single word, and he didn't budge.His silence and his refusal to move made her anxiety spike. A fine sheen of sweat broke out across her skin almost instantly.She had no idea what this room was, but it was like standing inside a furnace. She felt like she was going to melt.Then Christian pulled a cigarette case from his pocket and shook one out with practiced ease. He pinched it between his fingers, took a long, hard drag, and blew the smoke directly into her face.Her eyes burned and watered, and she doubled over, coughing.When she straightened back up, she was furious. "Christian, what the hell do you want?"He s