Ditched the Cheater, Pregnant by Mr. Righ novel Chapter 200

Chapter 200 No Way to Ignore Him

Lucy didn’t call, just sent a message asking if Quinn was awake.

With one hand hooked up to an IV, typing wasn’t practical, so Quinn sent a voice message.

Quinn sent a message. “Lucy, I’m up. I’m okay, don’t worry.”

Lucy replied with a message, “Is Julian still there?”

Quinn glanced over without meaning to.

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Julian was sitting at the foot of the bed, relaxed, one arm resting casually, his usual sharp edge softened into something easier, almost approachable.

That version of him felt… closer.

And somehow, that made it harder for her to deal with.

Quinn sent a message, “Yeah, he’s here. Go to sleep. We’ll talk later.”

With him around, there were things she couldn’t say out loud.

Lucy didn’t push, just reminded her to rest before ending the conversation.

Quinn set her phone aside and turned her head away, avoiding looking at him altogether.

Julian didn’t seem to mind.

Her foot was still resting in his hands, and for now, that was enough.

He freed one hand and started scrolling through his phone.

Quinn glanced at him once, then again, clearly wanting to say something but holding back.

Julian caught it. “What?”

“You didn’t wash your hands,” Quinn said.

Julian looked at her. “Why would I?”

“You were touching my foot,” she said. “Did that not register?”

He glanced down briefly. “So?”

Quinn hesitated, then said it anyway. “That’s not exactly clean.”

“I don’t care,” Julian said. “What’s the issue?”

Quinn frowned slightly. “I thought you were kind of a clean freak.”

“I am,” he said. “Depends on the person. You don’t count.”

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Her face heated up again instantly.

Why did I even ask that?

Now she felt off all over again. Her heartbeat picked up, fast and messy.

What is wrong with him? How does he say things like that so easily?

“I’m not cold anymore,” Quinn said quickly. “My feet are warm. You can stop.”

“It’s fine.” Julian said, not moving. “I’ve got nothing better to do. Not like I’m billing you for it.”

Quinn tried again. “There’s a nurse here, so you can head back.”

Julian glanced at her. “The nurse is there to assist me. If you weren’t so shy, I could handle everything myself.”

Quinn blinked. “You’re not seriously planning to stay here all night, are you?”

“You’re right,” Julian said. “I’ll lie down later.”

Quinn’s eyes widened. “This bed is way too small for two people.”

Julian let out a quiet breath, amused, then finally clarified. “It’s a suite. There’s another room. I’ll sleep there.”

“Then go,” Quinn said immediately.

A little too quickly.

“It’s still early,” Julian said. “You’re the patient. I should stay with you.”

“I want to sleep.”

“Then sleep,” he said. “I’m not stopping you. Get some rest. You’ll need to be up and moving tomorrow.”

“I can’t sleep with you here.”

Her voice was honest this time. His presence filled the room too much.

And her foot was still in his hands. There was no way she could just ignore all that and fall asleep.

Julian set his phone down. “Why? Something bothering you?”

Yes. You.

But she didn’t say it. Because she had learned something.

Every time she talked to him, he found a way in. A few more sentences, and she’d lose whatever control

she had left.

The more she was around him, the clearer it became.

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It wasn’t just his looks or his background. It was him.

Even without all of that, he would still be hard to ignore.

Everything she felt, the nerves, the tension, the awkwardness, all pointed to one thing.

She liked him.

That was why she couldn’t stay calm.

Why she cared about how she came across. And at the same time, why she kept trying to pull away.

That push and pull inside her made no sense, even to herself.

There was no way she could explain it.

“If something hurts, tell me,” Julian said. “If the incision starts bothering you, you can use the pain pump.”

“I’m fine,” Quinn said. “It doesn’t really hurt.”

“Then close your eyes,” Julian said. “Or do you want to keep talking? I don’t mind, but you’re still recovering. If you really want

talk, we can do that later…”

“I don’t,” Quinn said quickly.

She had no idea how he managed to take things that far every time.

If anything, once she recovered, she was staying far away from him.

She had agreed not to avoid him. That didn’t mean she couldn’t be subtle about it.

“No need to pretend,” Julian said. “You seem to like talking to me.”

Quinn finally understood. He was doing this on purpose.

Every response she gave him became an opening.

And the worst part was, she didn’t actually dislike him.

Which meant whatever defenses she thought she had were already falling apart. If he kept going, she really wouldn’t know how to handle it anymore.

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