All Chapters of When She Turns Her Back: Chapter 201 - Chapter 210

After settling the bill, Christian turned around and said to Nancy, "Nancy, let's go."Talia heard Christian call Nancy, but she didn't look back. She just took a sip of water from her glass.Noticing Christian calling her, Nancy stepped forward and looped her arm through his. "Okay."As Christian walked outside the restaurant, his gaze landed on Henry's group sitting not far away. He immediately recognized the woman sitting with her back to him. It was Talia.His steps faltered slightly. Nancy immediately noticed that subtle movement."Chris, what's wrong?" Nancy turned toward him to deliberately catch his attention. She didn't want his eyes on another woman.Christian withdrew his gaze and looked down at Nancy. "Nothing. Let's go."Nancy tightened her grip on his arm and pressed closer to him.After they left the restaurant, Talia continued chatting about medical topics with Shawn and Henry.But through the restaurant's large floor-to-ceiling windows, the clear street scene

Quentin pulled the blue blanket around himself, clutching its corner as he deeply inhaled Talia's unique scent. It was as if he could never get enough of it.Talia frowned. Her face was tightly scrunched under the light. "Quentin, my brother is right next door. If I call out, he'll come immediately. You'd better leave the same way you came, or you're trespassing."Quentin turned to face Talia. A roguish smile played on his face as he asked, "Sweetie, are you really that cold? I'm already here. Won't you let me feel your warmth before I go?"His eyes shimmered with deep amusement.The window wasn't closed, and the late October breeze drifted in, making Talia shiver involuntarily.The window had been shut when she left this morning during the rain.She knew that Quentin must have come in through the window.He always acted so casual and unruly. His eyes were beautiful and full of affection, but Talia didn't believe that he truly loved her.The sheets had been changed a few days a

Talia only knew Quentin as a flirt, but she never imagined he could be this shameless. For a moment, she didn't even know what to say.Thinking of Henry's coat still dirty in the bag, Talia changed the subject. "Quentin, I need to do some laundry. You'd better leave soon."Quentin's smile faded at that. "Whose laundry?"Talia frowned and replied, "That's none of your business."She turned to grab Henry's dirty coat from the couch.But just as she turned around, Quentin was already in front of her. He snatched Henry's coat from her hands and said, "Your hands aren't for washing a man's dirty laundry."He threw Henry's coat to the floor, his expression cold. Judging by his look, he seemed genuinely angry.Talia glared at him, annoyed. "You—"Before she could finish speaking, Quentin looked at her seriously and possessively declared, "Talia, don't let Henry touch your waist. You're mine."Talia looked at him, confused about whether he was serious or just playing around. She hesit

Talia watched as Yvonne clutched her backpack straps after entering Jubilee Manor, running all the way to the main hall.As she ran, she shouted excitedly, "Nancy, I'm back!"That bright, delighted tone coming from Yvonne made Talia's heart tighten painfully.Talia followed behind in small, cautious steps. Once Yvonne entered the main hall, she went to the doorway. Next to the door, she could see everything happening inside.Yvonne handed her backpack to Emma, then ran straight toward Nancy, who had just come out of the kitchen. She wrapped her arms around Nancy's leg and looked up, asking, "Nancy, where's Mrs. York?"The "Mrs. York" Yvonne was asking about was Jennifer, Nancy's mother, who'd just been brought to Jubilee Manor earlier that day. That was the real reason Yvonne had insisted on coming back.Moreover, she didn't like staying in the Lane residence. But it wasn't because she disliked Franklin; she just didn't like Talia.Nancy crouched and gently stroked Yvonne's ha

Talia looked up at Quentin's face. He had an amazing jawline, as well as well-built muscles. His nose, eyes, lashes, and other facial features were practically flawless as well.It was a truly exquisite face, almost refined. Yet, when he smiled, there was always something wicked about it.His thoughts were impossible to read.Talia didn't intend to try to read them either. After all, they were nothing more than acquaintances.When she saw that he was fooling around again, Talia lost all patience. "Quentin, I'm going back inside."She walked around him and started toward the Stewart residence.But suddenly, Quentin grabbed her arm and pressed her back against the wall.Talia didn't know what he was trying to do, so she glared at him and asked, "What are you doing this time?"Quentin propped one arm beside her ear and looked down at her with a glint of amusement in his eyes. "Your brother's coming out."At his words, Talia turned around. As he had said, Garrett was walking out t