I Divorced You Now You Beg (Thalia and Darion) novel Chapter 690

Chapter 690 Fulfill Her Request

Wendy fell silent.

She turned her head away, not even bothering to look at him, her face showing even

more annoyance.

Just thinking about the terms she’d agreed to made her even more irritated.

She gripped the railing, gazing out at the endless horizon, a hint of wistfulness and sadness flickering in her eyes.

She cried for a while, letting all her sorrow spill out. Now, her chest just felt empty.

She hoped that when Thalia and the others saw her message, they’d worry a little less.

She was okay. She was getting by.

But it wasn’t the life she’d hoped for.

As dusk fell, the sun dipped below the horizon, painting the sea in golden light. Sparkling fragments of sunlight danced on the waves, making the scene

breathtakingly beautiful.

Wendy stared at the scene, her eyes mesmerized by the beauty before her.

Is this what a sunset over the ocean looks like?

It’s so beautiful!’ she thought.

Suddenly, a tall, warm body pressed up against her from behind. Quinn wrapped her up in his arms, his chin resting on her shoulder as he spoke in a gentle voice, “Isn’t it beautiful?”

Wendy ignored him.

But Quinn wouldn’t give up. Since she didn’t answer, he just kept bugging her.

“Baby, do you like it?” he coaxed.

“Baby,” he called again.

“Baby…” Quinn kept calling her.

Wendy was seriously annoyed. She shoved him away, her face frosty as she said, “It’s not that amazing.”

She headed for the cabin.

Quinn’s arms suddenly felt empty, and he frowned. He couldn’t stand the feeling of losing control.

He quickly caught up to her and swept her up in his arms, carrying her bridal style. As

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her softness settled against him once more, the annoyance that had been nagging at him melted away.

Chapter 690 Fulfill Her Request

Wendy cried out, “What are you doing? Put me down! I can walk on my own!”

“But I just want to hold you, baby,” Quinn said, kissing her forehead, his voice extra gentle.

Wendy went quiet.

She couldn’t get away.

If she kept struggling, who knows what this shameless bastard would do next.

She really didn’t want to end up stuck in his bed, locked away in that room with him.

It had taken her forever to get out, and all she wanted was to finally catch her breath.

The dining room was all set for a romantic candlelit dinner.

Quinn pulled out a chair for her, acting all gentlemanly, then sat down across from her.

White candles flickered on the table, lighting up the fancy foreign dishes.

Quinn picked up his wine glass, raised it a little, and looked at her with a smile in his blue eyes. “Baby, you look gorgeous tonight.”

Wendy frowned at the white candles and said bluntly, “Where I come from, we only light these for funerals. Are you trying to die early or what?”

Quinn’s face darkened at Wendy’s words.

‘Come here!” Quinn called out.

A servant rushed over, head down, looking really anxious and scared.

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