Broken Vows and Buried Twins novel Chapter 211

Tate Morgan and Leon Hunt were thick as thieves from their days in the military, having been through life-and-death situations together. After their honorable discharge, Declan Reed had introduced them to Julian Weston, and they signed on to become his private security.

After finishing the stitches and bandaging the wound, Leon began packing up his medical kit.

Julian picked up a clean black dress shirt, slipping it on and buttoning it up. His gaze drifted to Tate, his pale lips parting. "Did she ask you anything?"

Tate recounted exactly what Hester had interrogated him about.

A faint, almost imperceptible smile tugged at Julian's lips. "She's always like that. The moment something even slightly feels off, you can't hide it from her."

"Then... you might as well just be honest with her, sir," Tate suggested.

Julian's eyes darkened, the emotion within them unreadable. After a long pause, he finally spoke. "Some things can't be changed just by laying them out in the open."

Tate frowned in confusion and opened his mouth to argue, but Leon stepped forward, nudging his arm and shooting him a warning look to shut up.

When it came to emotional intelligence, Leon was leaps and bounds ahead of Tate.

Tate scratched the back of his head and wisely kept his mouth shut.

...

As soon as Hester returned to her suite, she called Poppy Young.

Poppy hurried back, practically in hysterics. She had been crying her eyes out ever since she realized Hester had gone missing.

Thankfully, it had only been a false alarm.

Seeing Poppy's red, swollen eyes, Hester felt a twinge of guilt. To make up for it, she ordered a designer handbag online as an apology gift.

That very evening, the bag was delivered to the hotel.

Clutching the luxurious leather, Poppy burst into tears all over again—this time, out of pure, overwhelming gratitude.

Hester couldn't help but laugh at the girl's straightforward, dramatic nature.

The question clearly caught Chiara off guard.

She thought about it seriously before giving an honest answer. "It's hard to say. After all, we broke up when we loved each other the most. Between us, there's mostly just regret. When you're faced with the heartbreak of something that could never be, minor lies and misunderstandings that don't cross fundamental boundaries start to seem insignificant."

Hester listened, a helpless, cynical smile touching her lips.

"So you see, human nature is never satisfied."

Hester gazed out the window, the neon lights of the city reflecting in her eyes.

"To be honest, I don't think I resent him as deeply as I did at the start. But I also have absolutely no desire to stay married to him. I spent a week in Coralton City without him, and I felt so incredibly light and free."

In the quiet bedroom, her voice was soft, yet perfectly clear in the stillness of the night.

"Love is just too heavy. Not being in love anymore... it's actually quite nice."