Revenge Wears My Ring novel Chapter 292

“Julian, who were you fighting with just now? Don’t tell me you got into it with your brother?”

Queenie’s voice was gentle yet probing as she studied Julian’s face, her concern only skin-deep. But her belated, half-hearted question—laced with suspicion rather than genuine worry—was the final straw. Whatever hope Julian still harbored for their relationship shattered in that moment.

He looked at her, taking in every trace of greed and selfishness on her face. How could he not compare her to Gwyneth? Gwyneth would have noticed instantly if something was wrong with him; she would have pressed him, truly worried.

A wave of regret and self-loathing crashed over Julian, threatening to drown him.

If it weren’t for Queenie…

If she hadn’t seduced him in the first place, if she hadn’t gotten pregnant, would he have ever lost his mind and broken things off with Gwyneth?

If he hadn’t left Gwyneth, they’d probably be married by now. She never would have ended up as Bennett’s wife.

And now? All he could do was watch as Gwyneth stood in someone else’s arms.

It was all her fault—this woman’s fault!

He shot Queenie a look so cold and hateful it made her shiver to her bones.

He didn’t say a word. Instead, he turned and slammed the bathroom door with a force that echoed through the apartment.

Queenie sat alone in the wreck of the living room, surrounded by the mess they’d made. The steady rush of water from the bathroom only made her nerves more raw, her heart a tangled knot of frustration and resentment.

That icy, menacing look Julian had given her left her rattled. But beneath the fear, humiliation burned—how dare he treat her like that?

Men—so unreliable, every last one of them.

And the old Locke manor was locked up like a fortress—no one could get in or out, not even a fly. News from inside was sealed up tight.

Before Julian came home, she’d already tried to find out what happened at the family dinner tonight, but nobody would talk.

Julian’s mood now—something big had definitely gone down, and she was sure it had to do with Gwyneth.

But she was completely in the dark.

Being shut out like this drove her mad.

No, she couldn’t let herself be this passive anymore.

She had to move her plans forward—if she could take Gwyneth down, Julian would lose hope, and he’d have no choice but to come back to her.

With that thought, a ruthless determination flickered in Queenie’s eyes.

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