The Wife He Forgot to Marry (Winona and Yule) novel Chapter 373

Dinner wrapped up, and Winona stepped out of the private room alongside Zack.

By pure coincidence, Quentin and Tallulah emerged from their room at the exact same moment. Seeing Winona casually carrying Zack's trophy, Quentin let out a harsh, mocking scoff.

Tallulah's gaze locked onto Winona. Despite wearing only the lightest touch of makeup, Winona looked effortlessly radiant, her figure remaining toned and slender. In contrast, Tallulah felt bloated and insecure about her changing maternity body, relying on heavy cosmetics just to feel presentable. Standing next to Winona's effortless glow, she felt utterly stripped of her femininity.

Unable to contain her bitterness, Tallulah let out a saccharine sigh. "You have it so easy, Winona. Just focusing on your little career without a care in the world. I'm so jealous. Unlike me, I have to carry my man's child, prepare for a baby, *and* help him run his empire. I swear, I'm practically a workhorse."

Her intention was to rub her stolen 'happiness' in Winona's face. But Winona wasn't even remotely bothered.

"Throwing yourself at a man just to be a corporate slave and a broodmare does sound absolutely miserable," Winona smiled sharply. "Oh, and doesn't his family demand a male heir to inherit their little throne? Good luck if you're having a girl. That'll be tough for you."

The words hit Tallulah like a physical blow. Furious but trapped by her 'sweet' persona in front of Quentin, she could do nothing but glare venomously.

Quentin frowned, stepping in front of Tallulah defensively. "Watch your mouth, Ms. Jowett. Tallulah has a gentle soul. I won't stand by and let you bully her."

Winona let out a dark laugh. "A gentle soul? Do you have any idea what she's actually done? You don't know the first thing about this situation, so what gives you the right to lecture me?"

Quentin decided she was simply unreasonable. He shot a look at Zack. "Do yourself a favor and stay away from women like her, or her mess will drag you down too."

Zack might have been a bit dense when it came to romance, but he wasn't stupid. He knew Winona was inherently kind and fair. If she was snapping at Tallulah, it meant Tallulah had done something unforgivable. Besides, he had just watched Tallulah launch that unprovoked, passive-aggressive attack.

Don't start something if you can't handle the heat. Zack knew that much.

He stepped up, defending Winona instantly. "Winona only speaks the truth. If she's upset, Tallulah obviously did something wrong. You disrespect her, you deal with me."

Tallulah's face drained of color.

Knowing Tallulah was pregnant, Quentin didn't want the stress of a shouting match to affect her health. He glared at them and gently touched Tallulah's arm. "I'm taking you home. Don't waste your energy on petty people."

For the sake of her baby, Tallulah forced a nod. "Okay."

Once they were out of earshot, Zack turned to Winona. "You never start conflicts. Did that Tallulah woman do something terrible to you? Is that why you're so angry?"

"Understood." Tallulah hung up, sinking onto the sofa. A sour, suffocating pressure built in her chest. She couldn't sit in the empty house for another second. Desperate, she called Quentin.

Quentin was just pulling into his own driveway, but hearing how distraught she sounded, he immediately turned the car around.

Tallulah rushed downstairs and climbed back into his passenger seat.

"Where is Yulen?" Quentin asked softly.

Tallulah stared out the window, looking utterly shattered. "Where else? He's definitely with Winona."

Quentin scoffed. Winona really was a master manipulator—wrapping up dinner with Zack, only to perfectly time a rendezvous with Yulen.

He looked at Tallulah, his heart aching. "He makes you this miserable, and you still want to be with him?"

Tallulah clenched her hands into tight fists. "I just can't accept it. I gave up everything for him. I love him more than Winona ever could. How can he treat me like this?"