Chapter 125 Sleep Another Night With Me 

Trent was hesitant. Truth be told, he didn’t really want to throw away these two rings. They seemed to serve as reminders of what he owed Quinn. 

However, at that moment, with Sidonic and Marley staring at him, Trent just couldn’t bring himself to refuse their idea. 

“What’s the matter, Mr. Grafton? Are you not willing?” Marley asked. 

“Trent!” Sidonie’s brow furrowed. 

Gritting his teeth, Trent managed to force a smile. “Of course, I’d be more than willing to, especially if it means I get to attend the groundbreaking ceremony on the island. It’s an opportunity I wouldn’t pass up.” 

“That’s good then,” Marley said with a smile. “I’ll ask my Uncle Moldred for a couple of extra spots, and we can all go together when the time comes.” 

She couldn’t wait to see the look on Quinn’s face when Trent publicly tossed away their wedding rings. 

Moreover, everyone would also know that Quinn was nothing more than a woman discarded after her divorce! 

Even if Julius didn’t mind that Quinn was a divorced woman, the constant gossip could still have some effect. It might even lead to him growing tired of Quinn! 

With these thoughts in mind, Marley was even more eager for the groundbreaking ceremony to arrive 

sooner. 

Ever since that night when Quinn led Julius out of the forbidden room, she had been by his side constantly for the following days. Even at night, she would sleep in Julius‘ bedroom. 

At first, she was worried that something might happen to Julius again. So, after she escorted him back to his room that day, she stayed vigilantly by his side throughout the night, unable to shake off her concern. 

However, the next evening, he casually said over dinner, “Would you mind sleeping another night with me?” 

Fabian, standing by the side, was so shocked that he looked back and forth between his boss and Quinn with an expression that seemed as if he’d been struck by lightning. 

Quinn rubbed her temples, realizing that Fabian had misunderstood. “Since you’re okay now, I don’t think there’s a need for me to stay in your room overnight again.” 

“But with you around, I feel at ease,” he said. “You’re my bodyguard now; you’re supposed to protect me, right?” 

She was speechless, unable to deny it. 

Thus, she had no choice but to move her bedding and pillow to the couch in Julius‘ room again. 

Yet, Fabian gently pulled her aside, whispering, “Ms. Bridger, well… you know, when a man and a woman are alone together, it can sometimes be hard to control ourselves. If you really find it hard to resist Mr. Whitethorn… erm, at least remember to take some precautions.” 

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“Precautions?” For a moment, Quinn was puzzled, not understanding his meaning. 

Fabian shoved a box into her hand. “Mr. Whitethorn probably wouldn’t turn you down.” 

He might even be quite pleased! 

Fabian felt that he had surely done more than enough as a secretary! 

“What are you guys chatting about?” came Julius‘ voice. 

Fabian hurriedly said, “It’s nothing. I’ll be heading back now!” 

After he finished speaking, he quickly left. 

Suddenly, only Quinn and Julius were left in the house. Julius‘ gaze fell on the box in Quinn’s hand. “What is that?” 

“Mr. Wooley gave it to me…” Quinn’s voice abruptly halted as she finally realized what Fabian had given 

her. 

It was a box of condoms! 

In an instant, Quinn felt an overwhelming urge to curse. What on earth was going through Fabian’s mind? 

Julius, on the other hand, looked calmly at the box in Quinn’s hand and asked in an indifferent tone, just as if he were asking about the weather, “Are we using them?” 

Quinn felt a wave of exasperation. How could he speak of such matters with such a casual tone? 

“Of course not!” she quickly replied, hastily tossing the box into a nearby drawer. 

A flicker of regret passed through Julius‘ eyes. So, she still didn’t want him? 

“All right, let’s sleep!” suggested Quinn, hoping to put an end to the current awkwardness. 

“Talk to me, maybe then I can fall asleep,” said Julius. 

“What should I talk about?” 

“Anything will do,” he said. In truth, he just wanted to hear her voice, which had the power to soothe him. 

Quinn simply picked up a magazine, one focused on the field of technology. The content was indeed of interest to her. She read the words out loud, her gentle voice filling the room. 

Julius felt his nerves, which had been wound tight, gradually begin to relax at the sound of her voice. 

It was as if his body was telling him that she was special! 

If things continued this way, he would find it increasingly difficult to let her go. 

It was like a person walking in the darkness of night suddenly getting a taste of the sun’s warmth – they would do anything to have it again!