The Divorced Military Queen Awakens (by Sadie Baxter) novel Chapter 489

Chapter 489 An Official Announcement

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Morning light spilled across the corridor when Quinn stepped out of Julius‘ guest bedroom- and nearly collided with Everett.

“Another night in that Whitethorn boy’s bed?” Everett asked, eyes narrowing with more exasperation than surprise.

Quinn offered a thin laugh. “Uncle Everett, Julius hardly sleeps. The insomnia started after our last breakup. I couldn’t just ignore him.”

“That lad knows exactly how to look pitiful when you’re around,” Everett muttered. “Keep falling for it, and he’ll have you dancing in the palm of his hand.”

“You worry too much,” she said with a playful shrug.

Everett exhaled, the sound heavy with paternal concern. “Have you considered what happens if you end up pregnant before the wedding?”

“Then we get married and keep the baby,” she answered, as though the solution were obvious.

“The ceremony will take at least six months to arrange,” Everett reminded her. “Do you plan to walk down the aisle with a full belly?”

For families like the Whitethorns and the Fanes, a wedding was nothing short of a state occasion. Six months of p…nning was already considered rapid.

Quinn let a playful light curve her lips. “We could get our certificate first. If I wind up pregnant, then walking down the aisle with a bold little baby bump would be deliciously special.”

Everett sighed, powerless to argue. “Are you not worried people will skewer you for getting pregnant before the vows? Rumors can cut deeper than knives.”

Stray talk could grow uglier. Some might whisper she had trapped Julius deliberately, using a child as a bargaining chip, leaving him no honorable escape.

Quinn met his eyes, utterly unflustered. “Why should I care about stories other people invent? It’s our marriage. We know whether it is good or bad. I cannot police every tongue, and I refuse to let them matter.”

Everett exhaled a long breath. “You see clearer than I do. I was about to bury the trending topic for you, but if you truly mean to stand with that Whitethorn boy, the spotlight is perfectly timed.”

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Quinn blinked, caught off guard. “Trending topic? What topic?”

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Everett gave a helpless shrug. “Look for yourself. Photos of you and the Whitethorn kid at yesterday’s café are sitting on the hot list.”

She pulled out her phone. Within seconds, the search bar delivered the post–her name linked to Julius Whitethorn on the day’s hottest thread.

The snapshot glowed with café amber. Julius bent around her like a shield, her palms cupping his cheeks. His eyes, heavy with devotion, rested on her.

Below, the comment section overflowed with envy hearts and exclamation points.

Netizen A: “Wow, that man looks so devoted!”

Netizen B: “That woman hit the jackpot. A man like that actually adores her.”

Netizen C: “Is this a drama shoot, or is the guy just a pretty boy living off her?”

Netizen D: “Pretty boy? Check the watch on his wrist–worldwide limited edition. Money alone won’t buy it; you need Black Gold VIP status.”

Netizen E: “Who on earth are these two?”

Netizen F: “The man looks l he chairman of Whitethorn Group, head of the Whitethorn family. The woman seems to be ne sister found by the Fane family a while back!”

Quinn kept scrolling. In minutes, the hive mind had already traced their names and pedigrees.

In the past she would have ducked such attention. Suppressing the tag would have been her first move.

But…

Images flashed: Julius‘ desperate tenderness at the café, the fragile expression he wore last night in the bedroom.

Each look had pleaded, as if he feared she might vanish and leave him behind.

Have I still not given him enough security?

If so, making their relationship public through the trending topic might finally anchor his

restless heart.

Elsewhere, Harlan stared at the same headline, a faint bitterness curling his mouth.

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The way Quinn looked at Julius was nothing like the mild affection she spared him.

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Maybe calling her “Quinnie” that first time had sealed his fate; she would always see him as the kid brother.

A voice cut through his gloom. “If it hurts, why torture yourself by looking at it?”

Harlan jerked back to the present. Weston had slipped into the office unseen, eyebrow arched at the glowing screen.

Harlan snapped the phone shut. “Do you need something?”

“There’s a dinner meeting tonight. Come with me?”

“Not interested.” Harlan’s answer landed with the clean snap of a closing briefcase–succinct, final, and impossible to pry open.

Weston flicked away an invisible speck of lint, his gray eyes sliding back to his nephew. “Fine, have it your way,” he said, voice mild but edged. “Tell me, though–are you truly leaving? You already vanished for three years because of Quinn. How many more are you willing to spend abroad?”

Harlan straightened the cuff of his charcoal shirt before answering. “I’m only widening the company’s reach,” he said. “Once our overseas branch is steady, I’ll come home. Simple as that.”

Weston chuckled, a dry rasp that sounded half–amused, half–bewildered. “I still find it amazing,” he admitted. “Never thought you’d feel so deeply for Quinn.”

In his memory, Harlan had once moved through life like an untouchable comet–too bright, too fast, and far too proud to let anyone pull him into orbit.

Yet that same man had stayed true to Quinn–his feelings unshaken even after she married someone else and the calendars turned, year after year.

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