Divorced But Not Defeated The Military Queen’s Rise Again novel Chapter 287

Chapter 287 Clinging Desperation

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“Now that my finger’s treated, you think your responsibility ends there, don’t you?” Julius murmured, his face buried in the curve of her neck, voice scraped raw.

“If you want me to pay the medical costs, I can-”

“You know I’m not talking about money. You claimed me, Quinn. Shouldn’t you see it through?”

She was the one who had lured him out of endless night, coaxing him, inch by inch, toward the promise of daylight. And now she meant to shove him back into the dark. He held her so tightly she could hardly breathe, yet the harder he clung, the clearer the video flashed in her mind–Rowan dragged across the ground and tossed aside like trash. The image would not fade.

She didn’t even know who to blame. Do I fault him for leaving Rowan to suffer? I have always known he lacked empathy. Or do I blame myself for loving him? Had I never loved him, I would not be in such pain now.

“Julius, I took from you, but I gave as much in return. Neither of us owes the other.” With that, she ripped herself free and walked away.

Julius stood frozen, watching Quinn’s silhouette shrink until the corridor swallowed her. Moments earlier, her embrace had felt as if he held the entire world. Now, with her absence, the world slipped through his fingers, Cold seeped into his bones, and with the chill came a steady, needling pain that refused to stop.

The pain felt endless, stretching on without mercy.

Guards marched Marley through the iron gates of Whitethorn Manor.

“Let me go! I am the eldest daughter of the Bridger family. If something happens to me, they will never let this rest.” She fought against their hold.

Moments ago, her arrogance had been unshakable. Now, terror drowned every spark of defiance. When Julius stepped into view, that fear spiked until it hollowed her out.

Yesterday, she had recklessly spilled the secret. Once she calmed down, she finally understood what she had done, and dread took root.

“Julius, please, spare me. I swear I will never appear in front of you or Quinn again!” Marley cried.

A gun barrel dug into her temple, the metal biting like ice. Marley shook so violently her knees knocked together as she stared at Julius in naked horror. He is going to kill me.

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