The divorced military queen awakens novel

Chapter 90 Paying Respects Quinn looked at Julius with surprise , as if she hadn't expected him to say something like that . After all , to her , Julius was absolutely a dangerous man . Her instincts had always told her to stay away from him , to never get involved with someone like that . When Julius saw her expression , his gaze dimmed slightly . He understood she had probably never even considered the possibility . " What a pity , " he murmured quietly . " I'm not your comrade .

If I were , would you protect me the same way you protect Harlan ? " He looked into her eyes , as if some ripple was stirring in his own . Expectation , perhaps , or maybe even a silent plea . Quinn pressed her lips together . " A hypothetical question like that has no meaning . I'm your bodyguard right now , so of course I'll protect you ." " And if you weren't my bodyguard ? " he asked . " Then you'd have plenty of other bodyguards to protect you .

" At her words , Julius ' lashes fluttered slightly . " Right . It's true . There's no point in hypotheticals . " Time couldn't be turned back . He would never be her comrade . Yet , a sense of loss welled up in his heart , one that he himself couldn't quite put into words . In the evening , after taking a shower , Julius stood in front of the mirror , studying his face that was a blend of his parents ' features .

His jawline resembled his father's more , but his eyes and brows were unmistakably his mother's . And so , every time his mother looked at him , all she saw was the man she loathed . She would shove him away again and again , screaming , " Don't come near me ! You're his son . When you grow up , you'll be just like him , a demon ! " A demon . His own mother had called him a demon . There had never been any tenderness in her eyes , only hatred and fear .

His father , meanwhile , would whip him again and again , cursing him for being worthless , cursing him for not being able to win his mother's affection . Yet , after every beating , his father would stare into his mother - like eyes and sol 1 sorry , Julius . I just love your mother too much . I can't lose her . You have to help me keep her . She has to love me . You're her son . She's bound to love you . " From the moment of his birth , he had only ever been a pawn .

The so - called love was so repulsive that it made him want to retch . 1/2 09:19 Tue , 8 Jul \ @ Q Chapter 90 Paying Respects And now , this feeling he had toward Quinn . What was it , really ? 15 Free Coins " Quinn … " Julius murmured under his breath , " I think I might be a little jealous of Harlan . " Today , when he saw her with Harlan , a strange discomfort had surged inside him . Then that discomfort had morphed into a sharp sting … and unease .

It felt like something was gnawing away at his heart , like he was afraid of something being taken away . When he saw her gaze fixed on Harlan's face , when she stood up to him for Harlan's sake , the pain and unease peaked . Only then did he slowly realize this was what jealousy felt like . The next day , Quinn woke up at the crack of dawn . Today , her parents ' ashes would be laid to rest in the Hero's Memorial Garden .

She dressed in plain black formal attire and headed to the Bridger family's ancestral hall . Inside , the Bridger family members were all dressed in black , standing in order according to seniority . The atmosphere was solemn and dignified . Murren , leaning on his cane , stood in front of the memorial tablets for the fifth branch , deep in thought . It seemed as though he was lost in thought , or perhaps reminiscing about something . " Great - grandpa , Quinn's here , " someone called softly .

Murren came to his senses and turned to see her approaching . " Quin , you're here . Today , give your parents a proper send - off . The Bridger family is fortunate to have had people like them . Come , kneel and give your respects to your parents , your grandfather , your great - grandfather , and the ancestors of the fifth branch . " Quinn responded quietly , stepped forward , and knelt before the memorial tablets , bowing deeply . " What about the rest of you ?

Shouldn't you all give the fifth branch a proper farewell too ? " -After finishing his words , Murren took the lead , bending over in a deep bow towards the memorial tablets of the fifth branch . / Even at his age , even though such a simple gesture had become difficult , he still managed to complete three full bows . It was admiration , nostalgia , sadness , and profound guilt ! He had once most admired the fifth branch , his older brothers . Seven had gone to war , but only one had returned .

He had sworn to protect the descendants of the fifth branch . Alas , one by one , they all passed away . Now , all that was left of the fifth branch was Quinn .