Lahat ng Kabanata ng When She Turns Her Back: Kabanata 761 - Kabanata 770

After sending Quentin several messages in a row, Talia finally calmed down. She couldn't help thinking that perhaps he was just tied up with something, which was why he hadn't replied.But even as she tried to reassure herself, a sense of unease lingered. She was also beginning to realize something else. She cared about Quentin more than she wanted to admit.Lost in thought, Talia's phone screen suddenly lit up. Almost instinctively, she grabbed it. But when she saw the notification was from Willow, her stomach dropped.She opened Willow's message and found several photos.Clicking through them, she realized they were from Margaret's birthday banquet last night. Someone had photographed the party, and she immediately spotted Christian and Nancy sitting together, looking intimate.But Christian had told her he wouldn't be back until Friday.Talia couldn't help but message Willow. "These are from last night?"It only occurred to her then that Margaret's birthday had been yesterday

Talia's unfazed response only darkened Margaret's expression further."You can't even keep your own husband's heart, and you dare raise your voice at me? I think you've gotten too bold. Do you think no one can put you in your place?"Talia met Margaret's gaze head-on. She laughed. "Is his heart worth something? Why would I bother holding onto it?"His rotten, filthy heart isn't something everyone wants. The things he's done are far more disgusting and revolting than anything I've done."Margaret stepped forward and raised her hand to strike.Talia wasn't afraid. She moved to retaliate. But Paige crossed the room in a few quick steps and caught Margaret's hand mid-swing."Ma'am, this is a hospital, not a place for you to throw a tantrum."Paige's voice was cold as she shoved Margaret's hand away.Margaret turned to look at Paige, her tone dripping with contempt. "And who are you? Oh, right. The woman who slept her way to the top."Paige didn't flinch. Instead, she smiled pleasa

Rain fell over Jarrowind that night. The cold was bitter, the kind that seeped into one's bones. Quentin pressed Julian against the wall, a cold smile crossing his shadowed face.The next moment, a gunshot rang out, sharp and piercing.Julian's taunting expression turned to shock and pain the instant the gun fired. He slowly slid down the wall, blood pooling beneath him on the ground.Quentin lowered the gun. His gaze dropped to Julian, cold and dismissive.Then he raised his leg and kicked Julian to the ground, pressing the tip of his shoe against the bullet wound and grinding down hard. Only then did he let out a derisive laugh.The shot hadn't been aimed at Julian's heart. Quentin had aimed for his leg.Julian's face went white with pain. He glared up at Quentin and shouted, "Quentin, you're going to pay for this. If you don't kill me today, I swear I'll kill you later."Quentin laughed at the threat.He still had that reckless air about him, his expression dripping with arr

Talia clung to Quentin, sobbing uncontrollably. "Why didn't you answer my messages? Why didn't you pick up my calls?"Quentin didn't know what to say. All he could do was apologize. "I'm sorry. It won't happen again."He'd seen the calls from Talia and Millie but hadn't answered because he knew they were worried, afraid he'd do something reckless in retaliation.But he also hadn't answered because Talia and Millie were the two most important people in his life. When the two people he cared about most were hurt, how could he do nothing?That gunshot could have been aimed at Julian's heart. But in the end, Quentin had only shot his leg.If some nobody died in Jarrowind, it might not matter much. But if Julian Gardner died, that was another story entirely.Quentin had been impulsive. In the moment Julian provoked him, he genuinely wanted to kill him.But then he thought of Talia and Millie. He didn't want the two women he cared about most to suffer because of him. So he'd aimed for

By 10:00 pm, the rain still hadn't stopped. The streets were slick, the pavement gleaming under the lights.The front gate of the Gardner residence suddenly swung open from the inside, and two voices drifted out."Ma'am, it's so late and cold. You shouldn't come out. You'll catch a chill."Eliza's hoarse voice replied, "Julian isn't back yet, and I can't shake this feeling. I need to wait for him out here. Maybe once he's home, I'll feel better."The maid spoke again. "Ma'am, Mr. Julian is grown. He can take care of himself. You should look after your own health."Eliza turned to respond, irritation rising, but out of the corner of her eye, she caught sight of a pair of legs extending from the shadows into the light. She gasped and covered her mouth with her hand."Ashley, go check. What is that?"Her lips trembled involuntarily. The maid, Ashley Trotter, turned and saw the legs on the ground as well.Fear gripped her, but she forced herself to approach and crouch to inspect it