Seeing Jade seething in pure fury but refusing to actually make a scene, Quinn started to get impatient.
She injected a heavy dose of flirtation into her voice. "How much longer are you going to make me wait?"
She played the part of the deeply in-love wife flawlessly, hoping Jade would finally explode so she wouldn't have to spend the night in this room.
Who knew that seductive, breathless tone would make the heart of the man standing by the door race wildly?
Miles's dark, fathomless gaze shot toward her. Her eyes held a captivating hook.
Seductive, alluring, clear, and vividly alive.
His heart pounded so violently it felt like it no longer belonged to him.
Was this woman acting, or was this real?
Even her voice had shifted, sounding exactly like the breathy, intimate whispers from that day in the car.
Miles shoved down the erratic thumping in his chest, pulling the door wider as he rushed Jade again. "Jade, it's late. Go back to your room and sleep."
Jade's heart twisted with venom. She wanted nothing more than to storm over, drag Quinn out of that bed, and slap her across the face.
She wanted to scream that Miles was hers, that a shameless woman like her had no right to even look at him.
Instead, she maintained her tragically fragile facade. Her body swayed precariously as she bit her lower lip.
She stared at him with shattered, sorrowful eyes. "Miles..."
Miles refused to look at her. His tone was gentle but definitively carried the weight of an eviction notice. "Jade, go back and rest. Heal up properly so you can take Leo to Grandma's birthday gala."
Jade's heart felt like it was bleeding out, but seeing his thinly veiled impatience, she had no choice but to swallow her rage and humiliation.
She forced herself to step back, closed her eyes as a single heartbroken tear slipped down her cheek, and turned to leave.
But she absolutely refused to believe that Miles would ever...
It had to be Quinn. That vixen must have used some underhanded trick to seduce him.
Miles would never like her, much less voluntarily move her into his master suite.
It was definitely that old hag, Grandma Evelyn, pulling strings and forcing his hand.
That old woman always pulled stunts like this.


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The readers' comments on the novel: She Walked Away With His Twins While He Begged the Ground She Walked On
I would have accepted the jerk husband ending up with the heroine if he’s only powerful, intelligent but he’s so powerless and so stupid....
Can you make Ethan be the endgame? That Miles is a total jerk....