She Walked Away With His Twins While He Begged the Ground She Walked On novel Chapter 333

"If I change my condition, will you agree to it?"

Quinn had known from the start that he would never agree to her first demand.

Miles had no idea she had been waiting for this exact moment. He assumed she had finally grasped the severity of the business alliance between the two families.

"Yes. As long as it isn't completely unreasonable, I'll agree to it."

He thought she would just ask for more money, permission to move out, or maybe stop insisting on adopting Luna as her goddaughter.

But what Quinn said next made his dark eyelashes tremble violently.

A flicker of genuine hope sparked in Quinn's eyes as she quickly pulled her thoughts together. "Alright, then I'll change it. Tomorrow, we sign the divorce papers. Once the paperwork is finalized and I have absolutely no ties to you whatsoever, Jade can issue a written apology, and I will temporarily drop the legal charges for her theft."

The moment the words left her mouth, the atmosphere in the backseat plummeted below freezing. The silence was so heavy it was suffocating.

Sitting in the driver's seat, Tristan could feel the terrifying shift in energy.

Did Mrs. York really want to end her marriage contract with the Boss that badly?

But Quinn didn't seem to notice the dangerous shift in his demeanor. She frowned. "Miles, don't tell me you can't fulfill this condition either?"

The man's predatory gaze darkened into an endless abyss, a thin layer of frost settling over his eyes.

His mind instantly flashed back to the night he had saved her. She had clung to him, desperately kissing and biting at his skin—right here, in this exact car, in this exact seat.

The pulling, the kissing, the tangled embrace...

When she woke up the next morning, she claimed she couldn't remember a single detail. All she said was that she owed him a favor, and that she would repay it.

And now, she was casually asking to terminate their marriage contract early?

A sudden heat flared within him. He tugged roughly at his collar, his icy stare practically boring a hole straight through her.

A mocking, contemptuous sneer curled his lips. "It's not that I can't fulfill it. But perhaps you should take a moment to really think about what you did to me in this very car that night."

"Do you need me to help you remember exactly how you threw yourself at me?"

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