All Chapters of When She Turns Her Back: Chapter 811 - Chapter 820

Rodney said, "I don't care who you ask. You need to get me this money. What, you're just going to watch them destroy me?"Nancy couldn't find the words. "You..."Rodney pressed on. "Nancy, we're in this together. If you want to marry Christian, you need to help me with this. Otherwise, what is he going to think of you?"Let me cover the money first. When my friend pays me back, you can return it to Christian."Nancy had nothing to say to that. She left the coffee shop without saying another word.Outside, heavy snow fell, the wind cutting like knives across her face. Tears froze on her cheeks as she walked through the streets, moving mechanically through the storm.In all her years with Christian, she'd never dared ask him for anything. He gave what he wanted to give, and she accepted it. That was how their arrangement worked.But now Rodney expected her to ask for 200 million dollars. How could she possibly bring up such an enormous sum?She couldn't ask Christian for this mon

Connor quickly spoke up. "Nancy, I'll lend it to you."Nancy turned back around, looking at Connor in surprise. "Connor, you..."Connor smiled gently at her. "I want to help you."Nancy hurried to say, "Connor, I'll pay you back."Connor's smile deepened. "Nancy, you're going to be my sister-in-law. The Lane family money should be partly yours anyway. I'm just giving you your share a little early."Although he said that, Nancy still felt uneasy. "But..."Connor didn't give her a chance to finish speaking. He stepped forward and pressed the bank card into Nancy's hand. "Nancy, take the card for now."Nancy looked down as her fingers closed around the card, accidentally brushing against Connor's hand. In that moment, he grasped her slender fingers.Nancy startled and tried to pull her hand back, but Connor only gripped tighter. "Connor, you... you need to let go."Her face flushed, and his heart raced at the sight of her flushed face. He stepped closer and lowered his voice plea

Talia placed the stool and brushed off nonexistent dust from her hands. Looking at the window she'd left open, she smiled with a touch of pride.Just then, a head suddenly appeared at her shoulder. "You're leaving the window open for me?"The voice was playfully teasing. She knew immediately that it was Quentin.But his sudden appearance at her ear still startled her. She pressed her hand against her racing heart and demanded indignantly, "You... How did you get in here?"Her face flushed bright red.Quentin steadied her, grinning. "Through the door, naturally."Talia frowned. "My brother is downstairs. How did he let you in?"Quentin leaned in slightly until their eyes were level. "Should we go downstairs and ask him together?"Talia was completely unwilling. "No. I'm not going."She used her crutch to make her way slowly back to the bed and made to lie down.Quentin quickly grabbed her wrist. "Come on. Let me take you out for a bit."The suggestion stirred something in her

After taking the photo, Quentin immediately put away his phone, giving Talia no chance to object."Quentin, you..." Talia felt flustered and didn't know what to say.But then Quentin unwrapped the scarf from the snowman. He looped it around his own neck first to warm it, then removed it and wrapped it around Talia instead.Talia didn't refuse. She cooperated by lowering her head so that Quentin could wrap the scarf around her.Once he finished, she looked up at Quentin, who was also looking at her. His eyes were red from the cold and full of laughter.They were close enough to feel each other's breath.Talia's heart skipped a beat. She noticed snow covering his head and reached up to brush it away. "It's so cold. Why didn't you dress warmer?"In her memory, Quentin always wore coats and jackets. They were stylish, but they weren't nearly as warm as a down jacket.Quentin lowered his head so Talia could reach the snow more easily.He was usually very protective of his image and

The kiss came so suddenly that neither Talia nor Christian had time to react.Quentin straightened up and turned to face Christian, licking his lips as if savoring the taste, his eyes full of satisfaction. "So what do you think now, Mr. Lane?"Quentin made no attempt to hide the blatant provocation in his gaze. Christian clenched his fist and stepped forward, ready to throw a punch.But Quentin stepped forward to meet him, looking Christian straight in the eye with a commanding presence. "Only weak men resort to violence. Have you already forgotten what you said to Talia? What you did to her?"Christian's hand hung in midair, never landing on Quentin.Quentin pressed forward. "Talia became like this because of your own actions, didn't she?"Christian fell silent.After a long moment, he turned to look at Talia. "Think this through carefully. If you decide to return, there's still room to salvage our relationship."Quentin moved to block Talia, using his body to shield her from