Dn looked up at her, catching her profile in the light. She''d only said that to get under Quinn''s skin, not realizing the stir it might cause in others'' hearts.


    As she continued wiping down the counter, a long, slender hand reached over, gently tucking her hair behind her ear.


    She froze, turning to face him. Dn shed a sudden smile. "How about we grab lunch together?"


    ra''s hands paused mid-air as she forgot to respond. Then it hit her-she''d promised to be at his beck and call until his leg healed. With a slight dy, she nodded, "Sure, sounds good."


    Just as the words left her mouth, Quinn, who''d been standing across the room, let out a startled gasp. The file she was holding slipped from her grasp, hitting the floor as she stared in disbelief. Her heart was a storm of emotions, her face paling. Quickly, she bent to retrieve the papers, muttering, "Something just came up. I need to go."


    As she exited the office, she felt awkward, her body cold and stiff. Suddenly, she remembered the day Dn showed up at ra''s college graduation. Everyone thought he was just passing through, but then he and ra got into a car ident, and he hurt his leg. He never med her, choosing instead to quietly leave the country.


    During that time, ra was tirelessly after Simon.


    Quinn''s nails dug into her palms, a metallic taste of blood in her mouth. She once thought Dn let it go because of Simon, but Dn seemed distant towards Simon. In fact, he was cold towards the entire Ferguson family. That smile he gave just now? Never seen it directed at anyone else.


    Quinn couldn''t help recalling the past, like the first Ferguson family g she attended. Dn was the center of attention, and when he spoke to her, she thought he was interested. But she overlooked ra, who stood absentmindedly beside her. Whenever Dn spoke, his eyes were on ra. ra just didn''t seem to care and soon wandered off.


    The more Quinn thought about it, the sharper the pain in her head, like a needle drilling deeper. Why? Why did everything good seem tond in ra''sp? Did ra really deserve it? Damn it!


    She rushed to the hospital, nning to deal with Ryan while no one was around. This was definitely going to tarnish ra''s reputation for good. When she pushed open the door, she saw Ryan by the window, looking worn out. Of course, Ryan hadn''t heard that ra was still alive.


    Ryan wasn''t excited at the sight of Quinn. He barely managed a smile, "Quinn, why are you here? Is ra''s headstone ready?"


    Quinn trembled with anger. Why did everyone still care about ra after all she''d done? Just then, Ryan''s phone buzzed-it was ra calling. He thought he was hearing things.


    "ra?"


    Whatever she said on the other end had him rushing towards the door. "You''re okay?! Do you know how worried I''ve been? I''ve dropped ten pounds! You owe me a good meal to make up for it. And Dad''s been bedridden-you should at least check in on him. You''re so heartless!"