She Walked Away With His Twins While He Begged the Ground She Walked On novel Chapter 73

"Evelyn..."

Evelyn's voice was weak, already anticipating what she was going to say.

"Quinn, for the sake of these old bones that don't have many days left, just agree to move into the master bedroom."

Ingrid and Gail chimed in, pleading, "Ma'am, Evelyn really isn't well. You saw what happened at the hospital last time. If she gets overly stressed and ends up in the hospital again, what will we do?"

"But..."

Just as Quinn was about to speak, Evelyn erupted into endless coughing. Ingrid desperately shook her head at Quinn, signaling her to stop before it triggered something worse.

Quinn swallowed her protests, genuinely afraid of causing a medical emergency.

After all, it was Evelyn who had originally sent Jack to Regency Bay to keep Susan in check.

Because of that, her life here hadn't been nearly as miserable as it could have been. She just hoped this week would pass quickly.

...

That very night, Quinn moved into the master bedroom. Ingrid thoughtfully brought her a set of silk lingerie and confiscated all her regular pajamas.

Seeing that the nightgown wasn't entirely sheer, Quinn finally put it on.

The moment she slipped it on, she regretted it. The silk clung to her body like a second skin.

Her stunning curves were on full display; even after having twins, her figure remained incredibly firm and perky.

The delicate silk completely accentuated her slender waist and radiant complexion.

If Miles walked in right now, wouldn't he think she was trying to seduce him?

To prevent any misunderstandings, she rummaged through her bags, found a plain oversized coat to throw over herself, and sat down to continue her work with peace of mind.

Miles had been scowling all night. Just as he settled into the study, preparing to sleep there, Ingrid walked in with a bowl of nutritional soup.

"Sir, Evelyn prepared this. Drink it and get some rest."

"Just leave it. I'll drink it when I'm done working."

She had a translation file due, and the client needed it first thing in the morning.

She had to rush to get it done.

By the time Miles emerged from the bathroom, she had finally finished. Exhausted, she shut her laptop and stood up, preparing to take off her coat and sleep.

As the coat slipped off, the silk nightgown perfectly outlined her body, her luminous skin glowing under the warm light.

The elegant lines of her shoulders and collarbones, her narrow waist, the deep plunge at her chest, and her long, flawless legs were impossible to ignore.

She radiated a soft, intoxicating allure that was both innocent and deeply seductive.

Standing in the dim light, the man raised a brow slightly, a subtle trace of mockery flashing in his eyes.

Feeling the sudden weight of a stare, Quinn looked up and realized Miles was standing there in his bathrobe.

Panicking, she yanked the coat back around her, wrapping it tightly until she was completely covered.

Miles was instantly irritated by her dramatic, defensive reaction.