A Wedding Night Gone Terribly Wrong novel Chapter 301

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Quentin sighed heavily. "Things might not be exactly what you think."

Eleanor’s eyes widened. "What do you mean? Did Winifred dump you? Did you catch her with another man?"

"No, nothing like that," Quentin said, raking a hand through his hair. "But since she moved out, she hasn't initiated a single call. She's distant... cold."

His realization had dawned after dissecting the recent fiasco in Seaport City. It had been a life-or-death crisis, yet Winifred hadn’t called him once. In her most desperate moment, he hadn't even crossed her mind.

Furthermore, for Winifred to completely turn the tables, someone powerful had to be backing her. Whoever it was had the influence to crush the Seaport Lockwoods—meaning this mystery person was vastly superior to Quentin himself.

With her intelligence and the years of neglect she'd suffered at his hands, what if she had found someone better?

"If only I had married her as soon as we moved north," Quentin muttered, his face etched with deep regret.

Seeing her son so defeated struck a nerve in Eleanor. "Don't be ridiculous. Winifred won't leave you. She loves you. She's been utterly devoted to you for three years."

"If she were going to leave, she would have done it ages ago. You've been cold to her for a long time, but she still took care of us and kept this family together. She's only been gone for a month—her heart hasn't changed that fast."

Quentin hadn't told his family the truth about Winifred's involvement in Seaport City, nor did he plan to. The media had referred to the victim of Madeleine's crimes under a pseudonym. The Seaport City Lockwood branch had kept the details tightly under wraps to protect their reputation, and Winifred certainly wouldn't out herself. Her privacy was airtight.