Betrayed by the Father Reborn in His Rival's Arms novel Chapter 514

Quentin looked away, a faint flush creeping up his neck as he chuckled.

"Go take a shower and get some rest," he told her. "You have work tomorrow."

"What about you?"

"I'll be in the study. I have some documents to review."

The documents were just an excuse. He didn't want to admit that they were sleeping apart because they were technically divorced.

After his shower, he lay in bed.

He pulled a pillow tight against his chest.

He pretended it was Madeline.

They had barely been apart for an hour, and he already missed her.

He missed her terribly.

A heavy, crushing sorrow squeezed his chest.

It felt like an endless, suffocating ocean.

He had no idea how he was going to survive the entire night without her.

He was exhausted, drained to his bones, yet sleep eluded him.

He lay there for a long time, wide awake.

Midnight approached.

A sudden crack of thunder shattered the silence.

Then the wind howled.

The violent gusts billowed the curtains, snapping the fabric wildly.

A chill swept into the room.

Quentin stared at the curtains, motionless for several seconds.

Throwing off the covers, he walked over and shut the window.

Through the glass, he watched the torrential rain.

Another deafening boom of thunder rattled the house.

His first thought was that Madeline was terrified of thunderstorms.

The loud crashes always woke her in a panic.

He pushed open the study door, walked down the hall, and placed his hand on the master bedroom doorknob.

He hesitated. Was she already asleep? Would he wake her?