Chapter 119 She Had Not Abandoned Him 

Her hand gave him a sense of comfort. 

Just like that, Julius allowed himself to be led by Quinn, steadily moving forward, step by step. 

It seemed as if he didn’t have to worry about a thing. All he had to do was follow her lead, and he would be headed in the right direction. 

Once they were inside the mansion, Quinn finally closed the umbrella, taking in the sight of Julius, who was drenched from head to toe. 

At that moment, he was like a broken doll. 

He hung his head low, his gaze fixed on their connected hands. 

With a sigh, Quinn simply took Julius by the hand, leading him back to his bedroom. She even prepared a warm bath for him in the bathroom tub. 

“Even though I’m not sure what exactly happened to you, for now, just take a good, warm bath to chase away the chill!” Quinn said. 

Droplets of water persistently dripped from Julius‘ face, trickling down from his hair and body. 

“What about you? Will you wait for me here?” he asked. 

“Sure, I will. I’m your bodyguard now, so it’s my duty to ensure your safety,” she replied. 

“What if you weren’t my bodyguard-” His voice abruptly cut off as he remembered that he had once asked her the same question. 

What had been her response to him then? She had said that even if she didn’t guard him, there would be plenty of other bodyguards to ensure his safety! 

“Never mind. I’m off to take a bath,” he said, releasing her hand and hastily retreating to the bathroom, almost as if he was afraid that staying would force him to hear something he didn’t want to. 

Sinking into the warm water of the bathtub, Julius felt as though the chill that had previously soaked into his body was gradually dissipating. 

After his father left just now, he found himself heading out to stand under the large tree in the courtyard. He couldn’t help but recall the profound despair his mother once felt. 

Would his feelings for Quinn deepen to the point where he started to treat her like how his father had his mother? 

Obsessiveness and insanity… 

It was as if these two traits had been seared into the souls of the Whitethorn family members. 

If both partners had mutual feelings, then perhaps the relationship could be blissful. 

However, if it were a one–sided love, it often ended in tragedy, just like what happened to his parents! 

After Julius had taken a bath and slipped into his bathrobe, he stepped out of the bathroom, only to find that Quinn was not in the room. 

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In an instant, his heart sank. 

She wasn’t waiting for him here, so had she left him behind? 

But in the next moment, the sound of the door being pushed open rang out. He quickly turned his gaze to the door, only to see Quinn walking in carrying a tray. 

The sense of loss that had filled his heart vanished into thin air. 

She… hadn’t abandoned him! 

“You’re all cleaned up. Perfect timing,” Quinn said as she approached. 

Only then did Julius get a clear look. On the tray that Quinn was holding was a cup with dark brown liquid inside it, topped with a few slices of ginger. 

“This is ginger tea. Have some; it’ll help ward off the chill and prevent a cold.” 

Julius pressed his lips together, silently staring at the ginger tea in front of him. 

“Drink!” Quinn stated simply and clearly, handing the cup to Julius. 

He reached out, obediently taking the cup, and then lowered his head to sip at the ginger tea. 

His handsome face didn’t show any change of expression as he drank the ginger tea, maintaining a steady pace throughout. 

Quinn was pleased. This ginger tea was a recipe her mother had taught her. During its preparation, she had to add some special ingredients, making it spicier than the average ginger tea. However, the result was well worth it. 

Back when she used to make ginger tea for her teammates, their faces would all scrunch up as they forced it down. 

Julius was the first person she had ever seen who could drink it with such a poker face. 

“Is it good?” she asked with curiosity. 

“No,” he replied honestly. 

She was left somewhat speechless. “Then how come you didn’t show any emotion or even refuse it?” 

“You’re the one who made me drink, right?” he stated. 

Quinn was taken aback by his words. It almost sounded like he would drink anything, just as long as she told him to. 

If she had offered him poison, would he have drunk it? 

However, in the end, Quinn didn’t voice these words. 

After Julius finished his ginger tea, Quinn lifted her hand, reaching toward his forehead. 

When her palm made contact with the skin of his forehead, his body stiffened. 

“Good, you don’t have a fever,” said Quinn, quickly retracting her hand. 

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Julius felt an inexplicable sense of loss in his heart. He found himself wishing that she had touched him a bit longer. Slowly, a longing began to grow within him, gradually becoming stronger without him realizing 

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