The Divorced Military Queen Awakens (by Sadie Baxter) novel Chapter 554

554 I Want Her Back

“I expect you to settle your personal grudges elsewhere, Mr. Windore. If you’re aiming to take down the Rowe family, don’t drag me into your mess. I won’t let your chaos derail my life,” Laura said firmly, her voice steady and unwavering.

Without another word, she spun on her heel and strode confidently through the glass doors of the headquarters, never once glancing over her shoulder.

Weston stayed planted on the pavement, his gaze locked on the fading outline of Laura as she disappeared inside.

Her words to Claudia echoed relentlessly in his mind—strong, fearless, and full of conviction. She hadn’t cowered under scrutiny; instead, she met it head-on and reflected it back with unshakable resolve.

Everyone watching now knew exactly where the blame belonged because she had dared to voice it aloud.

A woman like that carried both bravery and elegance—qualities Weston had once taken far too lightly.

He should have treasured her. The realization hit him like a heavy stone dropping deep into his chest.

“Planning to stand there all day, playing doorman for decoration?” Julius’s voice cut sharply through the fog surrounding Weston’s thoughts.

“Sorry. Where’s Quinn?” Weston blinked, finally pulling himself back to the present.

“She just went inside. They’ve got a meeting starting soon,” Julius replied.

“And you? Why are you still out here?” Weston asked, curiosity lacing his tone.

“Waiting for my wife to finish work,” Julius answered casually, as if it were the most natural thing in the world.

The casual way Julius mentioned “wife” twisted the knife deeper, stirring a fresh wave of restlessness inside Weston.

Leaning against a gleaming marble pillar near the elevator bank, Weston raised an eyebrow with a teasing smirk. “Since when did you become this guy? I always thought your whole persona was icy and untouchable. Yet here you are, hanging around just to walk your wife out when she finishes.”

Julius smoothed an imaginary wrinkle on the cuff of his charcoal-gray coat, his voice calm and steady. “That’s what happens when a man has a wife.”

Weston’s playful jab fell flat. Irritated, he pulled a crumpled pack of cigarettes from his inner pocket—this lounge wasn’t a no-smoking zone, and right now, he needed nicotine more than fresh air.

Julius’s eyes flicked to the pack, cool but unyielding. “My wife is pregnant. If you’re going to light up, do it somewhere I can’t smell the smoke.”

Weston clenched his jaw, slipping the cigarette back into the pack with a sharp crinkle. Beneath the surface, his frustration simmered, carefully masked by a polite exterior.

“Didn’t you and Quinn break up once? How exactly did you two patch things up?” Weston asked, his tone a mixture of casual curiosity and desperate hope.

Julius shot him a sidelong glance. “Thinking about crawling back to Laura, are you?”

“Yes. More than just thinking. I want her back,” Weston confessed, the words spilling out before pride could shut him down.

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