The Queen They Buried

Chapter 219

Chapter 217

Bowen led Aubree up to his room. “Don’t let what my father said bother you,” Bowen remarked, his tone impatient.

Aubree was momentarily taken aback, but then she offered a reassuring smile. “Mr. Turner didn’t say anything inappropriate.”

Bowen hesitated, the words choking him. “I…”

“It’s okay, I don’t mind,” Aubree said with a warm, reassuring smile.

Bowen felt a lump in his throat as emotion overwhelmed him. For the first time, Aubree’s smile pierced him like salt in a wound. ‘Does she not care about anything… or is it that she just doesn’t care about me?’ he wondered.

His eyes briefly darkened. Bowen flashed a teasing grin and spoke playfully, “That’s great to hear. But so that you know, I don’t believe any of the things my dad said about me.” Without warning, Bowen suddenly grasped Aubree’s wrist, pulling her toward him until their faces were only inches apart.

Aubree gasped softly and instinctively raised her hand-she nearly slapped Bowen, but fortunately, her rational side intervened just in time. “You startled me!” she exclaimed, instinctively retracting her hand.

‘Sorry,” Bowen quickly released his grip, but couldn’t resist showing off for Aubree. “Do I look handsome?” he asked with a playful grin.

Aubree

smile broadened. “Am I

thought, ‘I

once seemed significant. But she had already been through more than most. By the time everything had come full

“It’s okay,” Aubree murmured.

whisper. “Just okay? So, I’m old, huh?” His deep-set eyes held a mystery within

not at all,” stammered

her close to his chest. The scent of his cologne enveloped her as his chin rested on her shoulder. “No?” he murmured, his breath warm against her ear. “Then stop calling me what Alvin

me, just

mind. Call me anything

Aubree stammered, still flustered, as Alvin’s

supermarket without even a car, and to make matters worse, you didn’t take a single shopping bag with

was struggling to carry shopping bags in both hands-almost ready to hang one around his neck and clamp another between his teeth. Meanwhile, Bowen rushed

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his forehead as he glared at

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