She Walked Away With His Twins While He Begged the Ground She Walked On novel Chapter 207

"She fainted?"

AJ had been wondering why she hadn't come out to greet him.

"Mr... Mr. York, which room is she in? I should go see her."

Zachary chuckled, a sarcastic edge to his voice as his gaze swept between the two men.

"Don't bother looking upstairs, Mr. Avery. Your sister might hold the title of his wife, but she lives in the maid's quarters."

Miles shot Zachary a dangerously dark look.

Zachary just shrugged. "...If you're bold enough to do it, you shouldn't be afraid of people talking about it."

Embarrassment flashed in AJ's eyes, followed by a brief flicker of indignation.

He wanted to defend her, but one look at Miles's terrifyingly cold face silenced him.

Swallowing hard, he forced down whatever objections he had.

He turned to a nearby servant. "Where is her room? Take me there."

Jack personally led the way. "Right this way, Mr. Avery."

Seeing AJ act like such a coward, completely unwilling to speak up for his abused sister, Zachary felt deeply frustrated.

He had expected AJ to show at least a little outrage upon learning she was shoved into the servant's quarters.

Instead, the man just kept his head down and stayed quiet.

Zachary shook his head in disgust, wondering why he was even getting so worked up over this.

Maybe it was just pure sympathy for Quinn. If it were his sister being treated this way, he would destroy anyone who dared disrespect her.

Looking at the deeply enigmatic man in front of him, an uncontrollable anger flared up. "Miles, I stand by what I said. If you don't care for her, let her go."

Miles's penetrating gaze locked onto him. His tone was unreadable, but perfectly frigid. "Why? Do you have feelings for her?"

He had heard Zachary defend Quinn multiple times now. Once or twice could be written off as doctor-patient empathy.

But it was becoming entirely too frequent. It made him suspicious.

Shock washed over Zachary's face, followed immediately by an eye roll.

"All these years..."

Miles cut him off coldly. "If she wants respect, she needs to respect herself first, instead of..."

He didn't bother finishing the sentence. He was done with this conversation.

"How is her health?"

Zachary pushed his glasses up, suddenly having zero desire to talk to him.

"She's malnourished. Stop stressing her out. A woman's body can't handle this kind of constant emotional trauma. Between the physical stress and the punishments... it doesn't matter how strong she is, you're going to break her."

"When have I ever punished her? The injuries on her hands were an accident..."

Usually polite and composed, Zachary didn't even wait for him to finish. He grabbed his medical bag and walked out.

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When Quinn finally woke up, it was already 8 PM. Gail had brought her a bowl of warm soup.