The Divorced Military Queen Awakens (by Sadie Baxter) novel Chapter 162

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Chapter 162 Come Out Now

Quinn felt her throat tighten, and her cheeks turned a little red. What does he mean by ‘other parts of his body‘? Does he know how suggestive his words are?

Julius quickly finished peeling the apple and handed it to Quinn.

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Quinn took it with the hand that wasn’t injured.

“By the way, how’s Mr. Wooley doing?”

“Nothing serious. Just needs some rest.”

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Quinn breathed a sigh of relief.

“Also…” Julius hesitated. “Don’t protect me like that again.”

“What do you mean?” she asked, holding the apple halfway to her mouth.

“I don’t want to see you hurt again,” he said, his eyes filled with guilt as he looked at the white bandage on her right arm.

“But I’m supposed to protect you,” Quinn said. “Besides, it’s just a small injury. It’ll heal quickly.”

“Even a small injury is not okay!” Julius said firmly. “From now on, you don’t need to protect me. I’ll tell the military myself.”

Quinn didn’t expect him to be so serious about this.

“But what about your safety…”

“I’ll take care of it. And… it will be settled right away.”

That night, after taking her medicine, Quinn fell asleep quickly.

Julius quietly watched her face as she slept, his eyes soft and full of care. He gently moved a strand of hair from her cheek.

Then, he turned and left the room.

Outside, two rows of bodyguards stood waiting.

“Make sure Ms. Bridger stays safe. If anything happens to her, you’ll be held responsible!” Julius warned.

“Yes, sir!” the bodyguards replied.

Only then did Julius walk to the elevator.

The kindness in his eyes turned into cold fury.

That same night, all the members of the Whitethorn family’s side branches who had wanted the position of family head met disaster.

Some lost all their wealth overnight and had to flee.

At Whitethorn Manor, people who had been unhappy about Julius being the family head were now on

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their knees in front of him, begging.

“This has nothing to do with us. We don’t know anything about it!”

“You don’t know anything? Not even about the attempt on my life?” As Julius spoke, he threw a pile of documents at them. These were proof of their talks and payments to the assassins. “I took care of the remaining assassins before I got here.”

He hadn’t acted earlier because he simply didn’t care.

Life or death didn’t matter to him. Back then, he thought if someone managed to kill him, maybe that was fine.

But now, things had changed. He wouldn’t allow anyone to hurt Quinn.

Because of her, he began to care about living.

He wanted to live longer, to stay by Quinn’s side until they both grew old.

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