All Chapters of When She Turns Her Back: Chapter 901 - Chapter 910

Quentin was a rogue, never serious. He came across as reckless and flippant, the kind of man people assumed was a playboy who couldn't commit.But in reality, he was far cleaner than many men who appeared honest and devoted.Talia had long since grown used to this side of Quentin. She didn't say anything about it. After a moment of silence, she asked curiously, "How did you get in?"It was still early. By their usual schedule, Garrett and Paige should still be downstairs. So Talia was curious whether Garrett had given Quentin a hard time when he came in.Quentin set Talia down on the couch, then bent over in front of her. "Through the front door, of course. You told me to, remember? You said it was snowing and slippery outside, so I shouldn't climb through the window. I remember every single word you say."Talia asked in surprise, "What about Garrett? Wasn't he downstairs?"What she really wanted to know was whether Garrett had tried to stop him.Quentin laughed. "Your brother w

Seamus' question about Quentin made Talia's sleepiness vanish instantly. She genuinely didn't know how to answer the question.While she hesitated, Quentin reached over from behind and took the phone from Talia's hand. He held the phone to his ear and spoke to Seamus. "Seamus, what do you need?"Seamus didn't sound surprised at all. "Watch Evan for me tomorrow."Quentin didn't hesitate. "Okay."Seamus continued, "Pick him up from my place at eight."Quentin replied, "Got it. Anything else?"Seamus said, "No."Quentin said, "I'm hanging up then."Before Seamus could say anything more, Quentin moved to end the call. But Seamus was faster and hung up first.The busy signal made Quentin smile involuntarily. After the screen went dark, he handed the phone back to Talia. "Honey, put this away."Talia instinctively took the phone and set it on the nightstand. The moment she did, Quentin pulled her back against him, and she fell easily into his arms.Talia didn't struggle. She let Q

Looking at Christian, Talia felt nothing. Once, she'd felt joy toward him, admiration, worship. Later, those feelings turned to resentment and blame.But now, her heart was completely still. She could no longer summon any happiness or expectation where he was concerned.Now he was bringing up Elmwood Estate, their marital home. But to him, that house had always been nothing more than a formality, just a prop.Talia sat upright, holding her water glass. The warmth seeped through the glass into her palm. She looked down and suddenly smiled. "Is this all you wanted to say?"Christian looked back at Talia. His voice was flat as he asked, "What do you want me to say?"Talia didn't answer him. Instead, she spoke directly. "If you agree to the divorce, I can withdraw the lawsuit. We can avoid a lot of unnecessary trouble."Christian narrowed his eyes. His words were sharp. "Have you really thought this through? You don't want Yvonne or me anymore?"Talia laughed at his words. "Christia

When Christian reached the second floor, he pushed open Yvonne's bedroom door. Yvonne was still in bed, lying there. She was clearly awake, but she was throwing a tantrum and refusing to get up or go downstairs.Christian tiptoed to the bedside and took a seat. He pulled back the covers, revealing Yvonne's face.She'd obviously been crying as her eyes were red and swollen.Christian looked down at her. He didn't offer any comfort. Instead, he asked somewhat angrily, "What? Planning to stay in bed all day?"Yvonne didn't respond. She pulled the covers back over her head.Christian yanked the covers off again. His tone was sharp. "Are you really going to keep this up?"Finally, Yvonne burst into tears. At the same time, she said to Christian, "Daddy, I want Nancy to stay with me."Watching Yvonne cry, Christian didn't comfort her. He simply spoke to her gently, "I want to ask you a question, okay?"Christian's tone was gentle. Yvonne thought he wasn't angry anymore and nodded coo

At 5:00 pm, Quentin took Evan on the bumper cars one last time.After getting off, Quentin crouched in front of Evan and coaxed him gently, "It's time. We're going to visit your godmother now."Evan was still reluctant to leave, but since Quentin had asked so nicely, he agreed. "Okay. I miss her anyway."Once Evan agreed, Quentin took his hand and went to the supermarket. He bought some gifts, fruit, and toys before driving to the Stewart residence.By the time they reached the Stewart residence, the sky had darkened completely. The streetlights were on. Snow was still falling outside, coming down thick and heavy like down feathers.Evan stood by the roadside wearing his little gloves and hat, waiting for Quentin to get things from the car.Quentin brought out some fruit, and Evan reached out to take it. "Let me carry it."Quentin handed the fruit to Evan and said gently, "If it's too heavy, tell me. I can carry it."Evan grinned. "Don't worry. I'm a man. I can handle this much