Shattered Vows: Call Me Auntie Now novel Chapter 175

Quinn stared back at Dante. The look he was giving her right now was unimaginably heavy, cold, and laced with distinct disappointment.

Vivienne buried her face in Dante's chest. Tears streamed down her face as she spoke in a meek, frail voice.

"Dante, don't blame Quinn... It's all my fault. Please don't fight because of me... My injuries don't hurt, really..."

Quinn let out a low chuckle as she looked at the man fiercely defending his precious first love.

"So in your eyes, Vivienne scheming to humiliate me in public is just a trivial matter, but me demanding justice makes me an aggressive monster?"

Dante's gaze darkened. "Now is not the time to argue about this. Wait for me to come back."

With that, he carried Vivienne out of the banquet hall without looking back.

But what he didn't see was Vivienne tilting her head up and flashing Quinn a sinister smirk.

It was the smile of an absolute victor.

Actually, the moment the champagne tower fell, her mind had raced, and she had instantly made a split-second decision.

Throw herself at Dante, and take a massive gamble.

She knew that as long as she risked it all to make Dante feel heartbreak and guilt, it would completely cancel out her malicious plot against Quinn.

So what if Dante still had feelings for Quinn?

A sliver of lingering affection was utterly worthless compared to overwhelming guilt.

Meeting Vivienne's smug grin, Quinn's eyes turned freezing cold.

After Dante left, Mrs. Hayes reacted swiftly, ordering the staff to clean up the shattered glass and wipe down the spilled alcohol.

The venue was quickly restored to normal, as if the chaos had never even happened.

The massive crash of the champagne tower had been loud enough for Tara to hear from the courtyard. Worried about Quinn, she hurried back into the banquet hall.

Before she got very far, she saw a grim-faced Dante rushing out with Vivienne in his arms.

Vivienne's dress was completely drenched in blood, looking absolutely horrific.

Startled, Tara quickly dashed into the hall.

"Quinn! Quinn!"

From a distance, she saw Quinn crouching next to Leo, softly comforting him. "It's okay, see how fast Mom moved? I protected Leo in a flash."

"Thank goodness our Leo didn't get hurt."

Her voice was filled with sheer relief that her child had survived a disaster unharmed.

If that sharp glass had actually cut her little boy, her heart would have completely shattered.

"Quinn, but you're hurt!"

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