The Divorced Military Queen Awakens (by Sadie Baxter) novel Chapter 409

Chapter 409 Blood Finds Home

Chapter 409 Blood Finds Home

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“Yes. I am,” answered a calm, resonant baritone–Everett Fanc–pushing the door wide before crossing the threshold.

Quinn’s gaze darted toward the older man striding toward her, then back at her brother.

The resemblance was uncanny–two profiles carved from the same marble, separated only by the fine lines that years had etched into Everett’s brow.

She had once thought that when Rowan reached old age, he might look like this tycoon, believing the thought a coincidence in a crowded world of strangers.

Yet if Everett truly was their mother’s brother, the likeness belonged not to chance but to blood. Because–he was their uncle.

“You… You’re finally awake!” Everett whispered, voice rough with a rush of emotions he could no longer cage.

He had bolted here the instant Leander’s call came through, abandoning boardrooms and schedules without a backward glance.

At the accident site that day, shock had slammed into him so brutally that his legs folded; darkness swallowed him before the wail of sirens faded.

When awareness returned, he found Quinn lying motionless beneath stark hospital lights, her complexion drained of all color, breath so faint it scarcely disturbed the sheets.

On the nightstand rested the ruby necklace the Fane family had pursued for more than half a century. Tears streaked down his cheeks before he could speak a word.

Fifty years of searching–half a lifetime chasing a sliver of crimson hope.

At last, he had uncovered his sister’s trail and, with it, the children she entrusted to the world.

The cruel reality was that his sister was gone. These two children were the living thread she had sewn into the Fane tapestry–a gift heaven had spared for him alone.

After doctors promised Quinn’s life no longer hung by a thread, Everett drove to the Hero’s Memorial Garden and spent an entire day by his sister’s

grave.

He sat from first light until the sky blushed with dusk.

There, he turned page after page of the dossier he had compiled, piecing together every year

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she had lived apart from the Fane name.

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Line by line he read, discovering the quiet, ordinary victories that had filled her borrowed decades.

Relief washed over him. The Bridger family had cherished her, and her husband had been a steadfast companion.

Her story closed in completeness–home, husband, children—and in the final heartbeat, she and her husband clung to one another.

When Everett reached the last paragraph, tears blurred the ink until her life story dissolved into faint, water–stained ghosts upon the

paper.

Regret piled upon regret until Everett felt as though the cemetery air could not hold another ounce of grief. He blamed himself for finding his little sister so late, for failing every duty an older brother should uphold.

Worst of all, their bond had lasted a mere three years–an eye–blink against the stretch of a lifetime.

“I am sorry–so sorry, Yara. I found you far too late. I never should have let go of your hand back then–never. Your children—and your husband’s–are as good as mine now. I will spend everything I have to shelter them for all their days.”

From this moment forward, those two children would be his very heartbeat.

Still wet–eyed, Everett rose and walked toward Quinn. “Quinn, I am your uncle–your mother Arlene’s elder brother,” he said, voice trembling. “I am sorry. You and Rowan have suffered because I failed you. It will never happen again.”

Quinn stared, stunned by the raw remorse in the face of the Fane patriarch, a man she had last seen wielding ruthless power without a flicker of warmth. He was unrecognizable.

Is this brokenhearted man truly my uncle?

Her silence stretched, and Everett’s hopeful gaze flickered, dimming like a candle starved of air.

“I know I wronged you,” he murmured. “I even almost hurt you that day. Years ago, your mother vanished because of me. I failed to hold her hand. If you cannot accept me, I will understand. But should you ever need the Fane family, we will stand behind you with everything we have. I ask for nothing else only that you and Rowan live in peace. Your mother can no longer protect you. From today on, your uncle will.”

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