The Divorced Military Queen Awakens (by Sadie Baxter) novel Chapter 452

Chapter 452 Bloodline Reunited

Chapter 452 Bloodline Reunited

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“Yara’s daughter…” Margaret’s voice broke, wonder and grief colliding. “Heaven has not forsaken me after all. In this lifetime, I still get to see both of Yara’s children. If only Everett and I had found Yara sooner… perhaps she would still be alive. I failed her. I failed my daughter!”

Tears pricked Quinn’s eyes. “Grandma, Mom gave her life for what she believed in. If she were standing here, she’d tell you she has no regrets. Please don’t blame yourself. Seeing you burdened with guilt would only sadden her.”

Yet Margaret’s tears only fell harder, each one a small, helpless surrender.

Quinn peeled a tissue free and dabbed gently at her grandmother’s cheeks, as though trying to lift the sorrow itself from the wrinkled skin.

Margaret could not stop asking–every habit, every memory, every fleeting smile that had belonged to Yara. Quinn answered all of them, stitching moments together until the hospital room filled with whispered snapshots of a life now gone.

Time slipped unnoticed. By the end, Quinn’s throat burned with dryness, yet her grandmother still had more questions.

Even though her daughter had passed away, Margaret still wanted to know if she had been happy while she was still alive.

Everett rested a steady hand on his mother’s shoulder. “Mom, there’s plenty of time. Quinn can share the rest another day.”

Margaret exhaled a long, uneven breath, emotion crowding her words. “Yes… plenty of time- plenty of time.”

A guard knocked, voice pitched with deference. “Mr. Fane, Mr. Julius Whitethorn is outside. He says he’s come to collect Ms. Quinn.”

Quinn blinked, startled. Julius is here? She glanced at the clock; afternoon had somehow bled into early evening.

Everett’s brow knit, but his answer was simple. “Show him in.”

“Yes, sir.” The guard slipped away.

Moments later, Julius stepped into the room. He crossed directly to Margaret and offered a courteous bow. “Lady Margaret Fane, forgive the intrusion.”

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Chapter 452 Bloodline Reunited

Margaret’s eyes narrowed in polite confusion. “And you are?”

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“I’m… Quinn’s” Julius began, then hesitated, the rest of the sentence caught somewhere between caution and desire.

“Boyfriend,” Quinn finished for him. “Grandma, this is Julius Whitethorn, an Azanian like me -my boyfriend.”

“Ah, Quinn’s boyfriend.” The words left Margaret on a sigh as she studied Julius with new focus. as though wishing to pour a decade of absent affection into this young man.

Tall, composed, aristocratic–Julius‘ cool reserve usually created distance, yet inside the ward he deliberately gentled his gaze, dimming the frost so warmth could reach the family.

“Very good, very good,” Margaret declared. “When the Fane family holds the recognition banquet, Quinn, bring your young man along.”

Julius replied before anyone else. “We wouldn’t miss it.”

Quinn shot him a quick, surprised glance, lids lifting just enough to reveal her question.

In the past few days, she hadn’t dared ask where they stood. Yet every moment together felt like the early days–easy, humming, alive.

Now Julius accepted the title of boyfriend without a blink and even promised to attend the banquet with her.

Across the room, Rowan caught her eye, a silent question shimmering. Have you two reconciled? Quinn answered with a small, certain nod, her gaze saying what words had not. Probably, yes.

Even though Rowan’s memories, still lay scattered like shards beneath a fog he could not part, the bond between brother and sister had begun to knit itself back together with uncanny speed.

Sometimes one glance–no more than a flicker of the eyes–was all it took for them to trade full conversations without a sound.

“Quinn, since Mr. Whitethorn is here to collect you, why don’t you return to the hotel and get some proper rest?” Everett said, his tone gentle yet laced with the authority of the family patriarch. “Come back to Fane Manor tomorrow. We need to discuss the details of the reception where we will formally announce you as our kin.”

“All right,” Quinn said with a respectful nod, though her eyes flashed with a quiet resolve that suggested she was already weighing tomorrow’s conversation.

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