The Queen They Buried

Chapter 259

Bowen kissed Aubree slowly, taking his time as he explored every part of her with quiet patience.

“I…” Aubree was left speechless. What Bowen had said was true.

Having been granted a second chance at life, love was never something Aubree sought. Aubree could not bring herself to believe that anyone would be foolish–or brave–enough to stand by her without conditions.

I’d rather never have it at all than face possible separation later,’ Aubree thought. ‘After I’ve had my revenge, whether through adoption or IVF, I’ll raise an exceptional heir. I’ll make sure my child knows that self–worth matters more than anything else!

Of all the things she planned for, love was never one of them.

Bowen looked into her eyes and said softly, “Don’t rush to reject me. Just give me a chance. Let me prove I’m not the wrong choice.”

breathing remained steady, his hand still resting on the back of her head, his thumb gently caressing her temple. He said softly, “Even if this doesn’t work out, having an all–around bodyguard

I’d be absolutely delighted if you did. Or, to put

utterly stunned. She never expected Bowen to say something

persuasive look in his eyes, she could not tell. In the end, the only thing she remembered was

back and planted a kiss

beet red. She sat frozen on the sofa, taking long moments to

by the sight of Enrique in a most undignified pose–his butt sticking out, pressed up against the study door as

this really something Grandpa would do? Seriously, shouldn’t Grandpa know better than anyone how soundproof

you doing,

Enrique looked visibly awkward. Before he could even straighten up, the study door swung open. Bowen stared wordlessly at Enrique, who nearly fell into his arms. “Dad, you’re over 60, not 16,” Bowen

on. He shot a reproachful look at the two shameless men in front of him and muttered,

more than happy to