She Walked Away With His Twins While He Begged the Ground She Walked On novel Chapter 103

Quinn slowly uncurled her fingers, her palms deeply creased with red marks from where she had clenched them so tightly.

Her voice was as delicate as falling snow, yet every syllable carried an isolating, bone-deep chill.

"You can relax, Miles. The doctor said I'm incapable of ever conceiving a child, so you truly have nothing to worry about."

"Even if I did somehow get pregnant, I'd get rid of it. I would never use a baby to cling to you. I have more self-respect than that."

With those parting words, Quinn pulled the door open and walked out, leaving behind only the sight of her unapologetic, retreating back.

Miles completely dismissed the second half of her statement, not believing for a second that she wouldn't try to latch onto him.

His brows furrowed as the first half registered. A doctor told her she was infertile?

A sudden realization hit him, and his expression hardened into an icy mask of disgust.

Any woman with such a reckless, unprincipled private life must have ruined her own body, rendering herself barren.

He stubbornly convinced himself that her inability to conceive was the direct consequence of her own promiscuity and lack of self-respect.

The deeper he spiraled into these assumptions, the more his anger boiled over, a suffocating mix of revulsion and fury thrashing inside his chest.

He had actually slept with a woman like that last night?

...

When Jade stepped out to look for Miles, she froze in her tracks at the sight of a disheveled woman darting out of his room.

Who was sneaking out of Miles's room first thing in the morning?

By the looks of it, she had clearly spent the night.

The realization sent a painful tremor through Jade's chest, her face draining of color as if she were experiencing genuine heartbreak.

Hunter quickly intervened. "Ms. Winter, are you alright?"

He rang the doorbell. Assuming Quinn had returned for the check she left behind, Miles yanked the door open with a cold smirk, ready to hand it over.

Instead, he opened the door to find Hunter supporting a pale, distressed Jade.

His face filled with worry. "Jade... what's wrong?"

"Mr. York, Ms. Winter isn't looking too well. I think something startled her."

Miles thought of Quinn, who had just rushed out, and his expression darkened.

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