Chapter 109 Feeling Envious


    Marley felt as if her blood had suddenly frozen in her veins.


    <i>How </i><i>could </i><i>he </i><i>treat </i>me like this<i>? </i>


    <i>I </i><i>had </i><i>sacrificed </i>an <i>eye </i><i>for </i><i>him</i><i>, </i><i>yet </i><i>he’s </i><i>treating </i>me <i>this </i><i>way </i><i>for </i><i>Quinn</i><i>! </i>


    <i>I </i><i>can’t </i><i>ept </i><i>this</i><i>! </i>


    Especially those around her, people she knew, the way they looked at her now was as if they were filled with pity and sympathy.


    She was Marley, and she had never sought anyone’s pity.


    She took a deep breath. “What’s so great about Quinn that she deserves your protection like this?<b>” </b>


    The Julius she knew was someone who was typically cold to everyone. There was no way he would be kind to someone without any reason.


    “Because she didn’t leave me behind,” Julius responded.


    With just that one sentence, Marley’s face suddenly turned ashen.


    Julius took Quinn’s hand. “Let’s go.”


    “All right,” Quinn responded. She didn’t want to stay there any longer to entertain those people.


    The two of them left the small balcony.


    Marley clenched her teeth in frustration. <i>It’s </i><i>because </i><i>I </i><i>left </i><i>him </i><i>behind </i><i>once </i><i>before</i><i>? </i><i>Is </i><i>that </i>why<i>, </i><i>all </i><i>these </i><i>years</i>, <i>I’ve </i><i>n</i>


    <i>ever </i><i>been </i><i>able </i><i>to </i><i>truly </i><i>get </i><i>close </i><i>to </i><i>him </i><i>again</i><i>? </i>


    After watching Quinn and Julius leave, Sidonie couldn’t help but make a snidement. “All those things Julius said were just idle talk. If Quinn takes them seriously, it’s her who is pitiful. But she just divorced you and is already cozying up to Julius. It seems like marriage is just a game to her; she doesn’t take rtionships seriously at all. Trent, it’s a good thing you divorced her, or else…”


    Sidonie’s voice abruptly stopped, simply because at that moment, Trent wasn’t even listening to her.


    His gaze lingered on Quinn and Julius as they gradually receded into the distance.


    To put it more urately, he was looking at Quinn.


    It was as if, in that moment, his eyes held nothing but Quinn.


    Sidonie bit her red lip, and her grip on Trent’s arm involuntarily tightened.


    Trent could only belong to her. She was determined not to let there be any chance of him remarrying Quinn.


    Quinn was led by Julius, hand in hand, all the way to the outdoor garden outside the banquet hall.


    The ce was serene, with the scent of leaves and flowers lingering in the air, a stark contrast to the bustling atmosphere of the banquet.


    “Why did wee here?” Quinn asked, initially assuming that Julius would still be mingling with the big shots at the banquet.


    “It’s quieter here,” Julius said nonchntly.


    It was just a simple sentence. Yet, Quinn felt a sense of being cherished.


    It felt as though he had brought her here specifically for her sake.


    “Thanks for what you did earlier,” Quinn said.


    “You’re thanking me?” He looked up at her.


    “Yes. Thank you. Thanks for speaking up for me,” said Quinn. “I know you were just trying to help me. Don’t worry. I won’t take those words seriously.”


    “What words?” He quirked an eyebrow slightly. “Was it the part about offering you wealth or that all you need to do is nod, and I’d be ready to be with you anytime?”


    “All of them,” Quinn replied, “Regardless of whether you’re saying this out of sympathy or righteousness, I’ve taken your kindness to heart. If you ever need my help in the future, I’ll be there for you if I can.”


    Julius stared intently at the person before him. “Quinn,” he said, “I’ve never been one to y the hero, and my family has never produced a noble soul.“.


    People from the Whitethorn family were oftenbeled as cold–hearted, selfish, and obsessive.


    The term “righteousness” had never been associated with the Whitethorn family.


    Quinn was momentarily taken aback, only to hear Julius continue to speak.


    “Also, when ites to you, I’ve never felt pity, only envy,” he murmured.


    “Envy?” Quinn was taken aback.


    “Yes. I envy you for having such wonderful parents and a great family. Even though your parents are gone, their kindness toward you still lingers in your memories,” he murmured.


    Unlike him, his memories of his parents were filled only with endless disdain.


    “I admire you, and I respect your parents as well.” <i>Only </i><i>a </i><i>family </i><i>like </i><i>that </i><i>could </i><i>raise </i><i>a </i><i>woman </i>like <i>her</i>.


    To her surprise, Quinn found that Julius, who seemed to have the world at his fingertips, was actually envious of her.


    However, when she thought about the time he mentioned his rtionship with his father, she suddenly felt a bit unsettled.


    Her family environment had always been a nurturing one. Her parents showered her with love, and her brother was always there to look out for her. Even though her parents were often busy with work, leading to the family spending more time apart than together, she still felt a sense of warmth.


    She was clueless about what Julius‘ family situation was really like. Even if she wanted to offer words offort, she had no idea how to go about it.