Second Marriage The Billionaire's Planned Love (Quinn and Julian) novel Chapter 162

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It was only after meeting them that she understood what real warmth felt like, the kind that did not come with conditions.

She treated them like family, not out of obligation, but because she genuinely wanted to.

Adele might have been older, but she still cooked like someone who had spent a lifetime perfecting it.

Quinn stayed beside her, helping with prep, washing, chopping, passing things over.

Adele glanced at her. “So, what’s happening with the divorce?”

“It’s moving along.” Quinn said. “Don’t worry, I’m okay.”

Adele sighed, shaking her head. “You’re such a good girl. I still don’t understand how things turned out like this. But once it’s done, it’s done. You’ll meet someone better, someone who actually treats you right.”

Quinn gave a vague nod.

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Even standing too close to a guy makes me uncomfortable right now. Dating isn’t even something I can think about.

She had come early, so by the time dinner was ready, it was not even six yet.

They had just sat down when there was a knock at the door.

Quinn stood up. “I’ll get it.”

Quinn came by often, and sometimes she would even help Adele greet customers, so everything about the place felt familiar and easy to navigate.

She walked over and opened the door, already wearing her usual warm, welcoming smile. “Hi, welcome in, feel free to take a look ar-

The rest of her sentence froze on her lips.

Julian?Why is he here this early?

Quinn hadn’t expected him to show up yet. The message she sent clearly said seven.

Just a little while ago, while they were cooking, Adele had even brought him up.

They had been talking about dishes, and Quinn had casually mentioned how nice the dinnerware looked.

Adele had smiled and said, “Julian brought those. Over the years, every time he stops by, he shows up with something, just like you do. I’ve known him since he was a kid. If you two had met earlier, that would’ve been something”

Quinn hadn’t responded.

When people got older, they seemed to slip into storytelling mode without realizing it.

12:13 pm

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Adele wasn’t too bad, but once she got on this topic, she clearly had no intention of stopping.

And it wasn’t like she was subtle about wanting to set them up.

“Julian, aside from everything else, what I like most about him is who he is as a person,” Adele had continued.

“He didn’t just end up where he is overnight. People like him pay attention to everything, even the smallest details. Of course, nobody’s perfect. If I had to name a flaw, it’s that he can come off a little distant. He doesn’t talk much. But really, he’s… how do you say it, warm. In his own way.”

Quinn hadn’t wanted to hear any of it.

What did Julian’s personality have to do with her?

His future was already mapped out, business, alliances, a life at the very top, far removed from anything that had to do with her.

Still, she couldn’t exactly cut Adele off mid–sentence.

12:14 pm

Quinn let out a quiet breath she didn’t realize she’d been holding.

If Julian had sat beside her, she would’ve felt completely on edge. But that relief didn’t last long.

She soon realized his seat was directly across from her.

Every so often, his gaze would drift toward her, leaving her with nowhere to hide.

It showed almost immediately.

Quinn slowed down noticeably, barely reaching for any dishes, just keeping her head down and focusing on the food in her own bowl.

“Quinn, you need to eat more,” Adele said, using serving utensils to place food onto her plate.

Quinn quickly lifted her plate to accept it. “Thanks, Adele. I’ve got it, really, you don’t have to worry about

me.”

“I made all this. If you barely touch it, I’m going to take it personally,” Adele said, half joking.

Even so, for someone who cooked, nothing was more satisfying than seeing people actually enjoy the food.

Quinn didn’t want to disappoint her.

So she kept her head down, picked

up more food, and kept eating, making sure not to look up even once.

Across the table, Julian watched her, both amused and slightly irritated.

What am I, some kind of threat she has to avoid?

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