Ditched the Cheater, Pregnant by Mr. Righ novel Chapter 50

Chapter 50 Dinner at Veronica’s

But clearly, the woman standing in front of him had no such thoughts. On the contrary, she was pushing him away.

Julian spoke, his voice cool and calm.

“Have a seat. Dinner will be ready soon.”

He did not say anything else. He simply turned back to the kitchen and continued cooking.

Some of Quinn’s tension eased.

Julian’s attitude did not seem like that of a man with ulterior motives.

Besides, this was Veronica’s home. She was his cousin. It was perfectly normal for him to be here.

Quinn sat down on the sofa farthest from the kitchen and sent Veronica a message.

Veronica replied almost immediately.

“I stepped out to pick something up. I’ll be back soon.”

Her house had never really been used for cooking before.

When Julian arrived earlier with bags of groceries and announced he was going to cook, Veronica had been stunned.

How lucky am I to actually eat something Julian made himself? Wait. Julian can cook?

But watching his smooth, practiced movements had already given her the answer.

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“If word got out, people would be completely shocked,” Veronica said. “Who would believe that one day I’d get to eat something cooked by you?”

Julian moved steadily and confidently, every motion relaxed and controlled.

“It’s not that dramatic,” he said.

Veronica leaned against the kitchen counter.

“But we both know who I’m really benefiting from,” she said. “So, are you serious about this?”

Julian glanced at her and then lowered his head again to continue preparing the ingredients.

He said nothing. But his silence already answered the question.

A man who usually cared about nothing except business and making money had actually stepped away from work, meetings, and social obligations. In the middle of a freezing winter night, he had waited outside a police station for several hours.

If Veronica still asked whether he was serious, she would be pretending not to understand.

“Quinn…” Veronica hesitated for a moment before continuing honestly. “After everything she’s been through, she might feel uncomfortable with men getting close to her. When we were doing the injury assessment earlier, her reactions were very sharp. Almost extreme.”

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12:30 pm

Chapter 50 Dinner at Veronica’s

Julian’s hands paused.

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“I’ve seen victims like this before,” Veronica continued. “After experiencing assault or something traumatic, they develop a psychological rejection toward physical contact with men. Some of them can’t accept intimacy ever again.”

“She won’t,” Julian said steadily. “And if that ever becomes the case… I’ll find a way.”

Veronica looked at him.

“I’m not trying to report her situation to you,” she said. “I just want to remind you. Even if you have feelings for her, wait until she’s divorced. And when that time comes, take it slow. Don’t scare her.”

Julian replied calmly, “Your father just started getting involved in business. If there’s anything he doesn’t understand, he can contact my executive assistant.”

Veronica smiled. “That would help a lot. My dad’s been worrying about that lately.”

She knew that this was Julian’s way of ex gratitude.

And the reason was simple.

Because she was looking out for Quinn and considering things from Quinn’s perspective.

Veronica smiled and walked back out. When a man like Julian became serious about someone, who could resist it?

Especially when that man was powerful, wealthy, attractive, and unexpectedly charming.

A man who usually stood at the top of the world had stepped down into ordinary life.

That alone was enough to move someone’s heart. Unfortunately, the person he had met was Quinn.

A girl who had endured far too much pain and hardship. Veronica felt a deep sense of sympathy for her.

As a lawyer, she was good at reading people.

It did not take long before Quinn began to relax, a small smile finally appearing on her face.

Julian carried a plate out of the kitchen just in time to see it.

A faint dimple appeared on Quinn’s cheek. “Dinner’s ready.”

The two women who had been chatting happily both turned to look.

The tall man stood beneath the warm lights, the shadows tracing the sharp lines of his face, from his straight nose and strong brows to the clean, defined edge of his jaw and the thin, slightly sharp curve of his lips.

This was a man who should have been standing at the very top of the world, commanding power and influence.

And yet now he stood there wearing an apron, holding a plate, surrounded by the warmth of an ordinary kitchen.

The contrast was striking. It made people feel both stunned and oddly honored.

Veronica reached out and pulled Quinn up.

“Come on,

chance.”

let’s eat,” she said with a smile. “You have to try Julian’s cooking. I’m telling you, most people would never get this