The Divorced Military Queen Awakens (by Sadie Baxter) novel Chapter 301

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Chapter 301 Crossing Paths

Chapter 301 Crossing Paths

Quinn arrived arm in arm with Laura for the city’s high–profile investment summit.

“Is something weighing on you, Laura? You look like the whole project is teetering on your shoulders. Are you scared we won’t land the contract?” Quinn asked.

Laura opened her lips, then hesitated, as if the words snagged on a hidden barb. The gentle hum of nearby conversations receded, replaced by the restless beat of her own pulse while memories of a one–year promise clawed their way to the surface.

Weston Windore… after all these years, I never thought I’d still be entangled with you. A faint crease etched itself between her brows, the weight of that unfinished chapter stirring a storm beneath her poised exterior.

“So what is it?” Quinn pressed, curiosity dancing in her tone while she drummed an absent rhythm on the tabletop.

“It’s a long story. We’ll talk later,” Laura replied, forcing a small, practiced smile as she gathered the loose strands of her composure and reached for her handbag–already plotting an escape before the past could demand its due.

Just then, a murmur rolled through the crowd like wind over wheat.

Quinn followed the shifting gazes and saw Julius entering beneath a swarm of reporters.

His iron–gray suit clung to a frame carved by discipline, and the chill in his eyes suggested the front gates of winter. For a heartbeat, she was transported to the past, watching him from afar, unreachable, immaculate.

It felt as though the universe had spun its wheel only to set them back at square one.

“Quinnie, Julius Whitethorn just glanced over here.” Laura’s whisper barely stirred the air.

Quinn froze, her spine locking as those fox–shaped eyes caught hers. Julius was looking straight at her.

say? With so many cameras, one misstep and they would dominate Would he come to me? What would he every headline again. Attention was the last thing she needed right now.

treat, but Julius turned away and continued down the aisle. It She reached for Laura’s sleeve, ready to was as if that single glance had been a wayward accident, nothing more.

Laura murmured, “He just pretended/not to know you. Is it truly over between you two?”

“Looks like he finally came to his senses,” Quinn said, lowering her eyes.

A faint ache tugged behind her ribs, betraying her calm façade.

Reason told her the feeling must be buried, yet emotion refused to obey a timetable. Time, she hoped, would play physician: one day their lives would stretch like twin horizons, forever parallel, never touching.

“Let’s focus on the project,” Quinn said to Laura.

Before they could advance, a voice rose behind them, bright and familiar. “Quinnie!”

Chapter 301 Crossing Paths

Quinn pivoted at the sound of her name. The crystal lights overhead scattered diamonds across her hair as her gaze landed on Trent. The moment their eyes met, her brow tightened, the space between them thick with unfinished history.

“Trent Grafton, I already told you–you lost the right to bark my name like that.” Her voice was low, each syllable sharpened by contempt, like glass pressed against skin.

“Fine, if you hate hearing it that way, I’ll try another approach next time. Trent attempted a smile that never reached his eyes. “How have you been these past weeks?”

“Whatever state I’m in is none of your concern.” Quinn’s words cracked like ice. “We’re divorced, Trent. Do us both a favor and stop pretending you suddenly care.”

During their three–year marriage, he had never once asked about her well–being. Now that the papers were signed, he played the concerned ex–husband. The irony tasted bitter, like cheap champagne at a failed celebration.

“I do care, Quinn. I know I made too many mistakes back then, but Sidonie Stonehurst twisted the truth and convinced me she was the one who saved my life. You married me when I had nothing because you loved me. Tell me–can’t we start over and fix what was broken?”

“I didn’t realize your skin had grown this thick. There is absolutely no chance–ever.”

“Why not? Julius Whitethorn already dumped you. I know you moved out of his place and are crashing with Laura Wentworth. He walked into the hall earlier and didn’t even glance your way. Quinn, he has abandoned you!”

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