Chapter 19
Author: M. K. Diana
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“Quinn, let me take you home.”

Martin quickened his pace as he exited the boutique, spotting his wife just a few meters ahead.

People who had just stepped out of the store turned to look at him, silent, their faces mixed with awe, confusion, and disbelief.

Some even stepped back subconsciously, clearing a path for him.

After what he’d done—declaring with absolute certainty that the Éclat was fake—not a single person dared to speak to him.

Let alone speak rudely.

But instead of replying, Quinn only walked faster.

“Quinn, please. Listen to me.”

This time, she stopped. Her chest rose and fell before she turned around.

“I told you I don’t want to talk to you anymore. What now?”

Her face was tight with irritation, but she didn’t move away.

“Alright, we don’t have to talk. Come on—let’s go home.”

Martin caught up to her, ready to walk beside her.

“Wait.”

Quinn lowered her head, took a deep breath, then lifted it again with her arms crossed firmly over her chest.

“How did you know that neckl
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