Chapter 269

I was still thinking about Quinn and did not have much of an appetite, so I said, "I'm not hungry, just a little tired. Let’s go home!"

Theo stared at me for a while without saying anything before he started the car up again and drove us home.

Throughout the journey, scenes from just now flashed through my mind like a movie. Marcus' flagrant love, Quinn's elegance, Nancy's indignance, Matthew's anger...

Especially Quinn. As a girl, she had been brought up i n one of the best environments a child could have. Her pride in her family and herself should not have led her to become the mistress Nancy claimed she had been.

Why had she chosen to be with Marcus, a man several decades older than her, and why did she not seem to care about being branded with such an ugly name and being forced to cut ties with her family?

Could it be because of love?

If it was already a love so legendary that it even transcended the boundary of age, how deeply in love would she have to be before she could also ignore judgment from the rest of the world and willingly bear

all this aggravation?

When I thought of that, I could not help but turn to Theo and ask, "Quinn must be very in love with Marcus, right?”

Theo looked at me, the corner of his lips curling upwards into a smile as he asked disdainfully, "How d o you define and measure love?"

Define and measure?

had never thought about

to this day, I had never been able t o tell if Theo's feelings towards me were love or responsibility. Perhaps they had always been intertwined, and

shop, he dragged me out of the car and forced me to have some noodles before we continued the journey

but as we drove and stopped many times throughout the journey, it was

I

greatly recently, and it

I got

me, she hurried out from the kitchen and smiled as she said, "Good morning, Madam. Sir has gone to the office to take care of

long as it doesn't trouble you,” I said stiffly. I was still not used to interacting

had said his main reason for coming

the second day.

a grand breakfast spread over to m e. It was a combination of a traditional- and modernstyle breakfast, which

bowl of oatmeal. Then, I remembered I was carrying a baby inside me, so I forced myself to have a serving of eggs

I was getting ready to take a walk in the garden when a guest suddenly arrived at the

It was Quinn.

and elegant. She had a commanding aura about her and

thinking to myself that

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