The Divorced Military Queen Awakens (by Sadie Baxter) novel Chapter 437

Chapter 437 Sudden Interruption

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Chapter 437 Sudden Interruption

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“Ah!” Quinn yelped as the phone slipped from her palm and clattered onto the hardwood.

She leaned to retrieve it, hindered by the plaster cast that immobilized her right calf.

Before she could so much as bend her knees, another hand–swift, pale, impossibly sure- swept in and lifted the phone from the floor.

For a fleeting heartbeat, the glowing screen flashed across a pair of sharp, fox–bright eyes, imprinting its forbidden images there.

Julius‘ voice drifted out, cool and unhurried. “Have I interrupted you?”

Quinn, cheeks bursting with color, snatched the device back from his fingers, mumbling an incoherent thanks as though the glass were scalding her skin.

Alas, in her panic, what should have been a single tap became a frantic dance of thumbs. Just like that, ten whole seconds crawled by before the scandalous video finally vanished.

By then, Quinn’s face blazed crimson, every pore announcing her mortification. Julius, meanwhile, stood untouched by embarrassment, as though the clip had been no more intimate than a weather report.

With the same quiet detachment, he asked, “Is that the sort of thing that interests you?”

“Of course not!” she blurted, too fast. “Laura thinks I’m hopeless at that kind of thing, so she sent it as homework, nothing more.”

The minute the words left her mouth, Quinn wanted the ground to swallow her whole.

Oh gosh. Why the hell am I even explaining myself? I’m an adult, for crying out loud. So what if I want to watch videos like this? There’s nothing wrong with it!

Julius said, still mild, “There’s nothing you need to learn. If anything felt uncomfortable, I’ll adjust next time–provided, of course, you want a next time.”

Quinn stared at him, speechless.

He sounded as though his sole purpose were to please her–when, by every logical measure, she was the one who should be coaxing and pleasuring him.

“Your father’s in Celosia as well?” Gavin asked while gently checking Julius‘ injuries.

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Chapter 437 Sudden Interruption

“News travels quickly, I see,” Julius murmured.

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“When I noticed you’d doubled your security detail, I put two and two together,” Gavin said, knowing only Joaquin could make Julius brace like a cornered animal.

“I’ve been itching to catch him,” Julius growled, eyes hard. “Since he dares to show his face, he’d better be ready for the consequences.”

“And after you catch him, what then? Are you going to imprison him on the Whitethorn family’s island?”

“No. This time I’ll hand him over to the police. He’ll spend the rest of his life behind bars, with no chance to crawl out again.”

“He’s still your father, though,” Gavin said, frowning. “Putting him away for life will drag the Whitethorn family name through the mud.”

Even a whisper of scandal could send Whitethorn Group’s share price into free fall, and the final tally of losses was anyone’s guess.

“Prison is non–negotiable!” Julius answered, his tone a steel–edged blade.

Only then did Gavin grasp the depth of his fury. Joaquin’s latest strike had threatened Quinn’s life, and that was a line Julius would not allow anyone to cross.

“Your wounds are healing nicely,” Gavin reported after examining the stitched flesh. “The scabs have formed. You can dispense with the bandages from now on.”

Julius buttoned his shirt with meticulous care, each click of plastic against thread sounding like the loading of a gun.

Gavin leaned closer, curiosity shining behind the glasses perched on his nose. “By the way, how are things with Quinn? Have you made up your mind to get back together with her?”

Julius buttoned the last cuff of his shirt, movements unhurried, then glanced at Gavin through the mirror. “Tell me, Gavin, if I really went back to her, only to break up once more, what do you think I’d do next?”

Gavin froze, lips parting but no sound emerging for a heartbeat. “What? No way. Quinn would never break up with you again.”

Julius let out a soft, self–mocking laugh, sleeves still rolled neatly at his wrists. “In this world, nothing is impossible. I once thought that any secret I chose to hide could stay buried forever.

I believed I could calculate every variable, yet the more I cared about something, the sooner I lost it.”

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