All Chapters of Falling into Her Trap of Love: Chapter 41 - Chapter 50

"Nads, I don't do well with trouble, and falling in love is the biggest trouble of all."Nadia had known that Quinn was skeptical about love, but she hadn't realized just how deep that skepticism ran."Quinny, not all men are like your father." Nadia wondered if Quinn was truly going to let Maurice's mistakes dictate the rest of her life. Would she let one man's failings cast a shadow over her future and forsake the possibility of love entirely?"Nads, I'm not going to invest my hopes in any man."Men would always be the same. They would be charming and attentive while they were trying to win you over, but once the novelty wore off, they would become completely different people.Quinn returned with the two dips, one of which she had deliberately spiked with extra hot sauce for Xavier.She handed him the spicier dip with a mischievous grin. "I'm not exactly a dip expert; I hope you don't mind."Xavier caught on immediately—she'd loaded his dip with hot sauce, while her own was

Xavier's mood brightened at Quinn's words. "Well, woman, you've got good taste," he said with a grin, his arm tightening around her waist as he cast a mocking glance at Simon's furious face."Being handsome doesn't mean much if you don't have money," Simon taunted. "Can he give you the best life?""Just having him by my side is the best life I could ask for. You wouldn't understand that," Quinn retorted with unyielding confidence.She gave Simon a scornful glance, her eyes flicking to his groin with a contemptuous look that spoke volumes.Simon's rage was palpable, and his frustration reached a boiling point. Quinn was questioning his capabilities!When they had been together, he had still been young, and Quinn had never allowed him to touch her. She had no idea how skilled he was in bed."Oh, really? I'll show you just how capable I am," Simon growled.He didn't bother with more words. With a sharp nod to his men, he signaled for them to move.The bodyguards surged forward, su

After dealing with Simon, Xavier felt unexpectedly lighthearted.They meandered along the river's edge, the evening air cool and invigorating.Quinn walked ahead, her long hair billowing in the breeze. The elegant cut of her tailored suit accentuated her slender waist, making her look effortlessly stunning.Xavier's eyes were irresistibly drawn to her.When Quinn glanced back, she caught him staring at her with deep, almost reverent admiration.In that moment, her heart raced. The intensity of Xavier's gaze was captivating—no woman could remain indifferent to such a mesmerizing man.The instant she turned back to look at him was burned into Xavier's memory. Her glance was mesmerizing, a perfect snapshot of beauty that left him breathless.He couldn't help but close the distance, drawing her into a gentle embrace.The scene was idyllic—until Quinn's heel came down hard on his foot, breaking the spell."What are you doing?" she asked sharply.The pain in his foot was sharp, but

"I've served at Jowell Villa for so many years. Even if I haven't achieved much, I've worked hard. Ms. Jowell, please spare me!" Gerald's voice shook, his eyes wide with genuine fear.Quinn thought that fear was good. Fear made people talk."Cut the crap. You know better than anyone what happened five years ago. If you want me to spare you, it's simple. Just tell me exactly how you helped Maurice and Araminta set up my mom."Gerald's face turned ashen at the mention of those events."Ms. Jowell, I don't know what you're talking about," he said, his voice flat and unconvincing. Five years had passed since then. Maurice was his employer now. How could Gerald betray him?Quinn laughed, the sound sharp and filled with frustration. Gerald stayed on his knees, trembling. "Ms. Jowell, please, have mercy! I'm an old man. Even if I did something wrong, let me go!""Have mercy? Who had mercy on my mom, Gerald? Does being old give you a free pass to murder and arson?" Quinn's voice remain

Xavier's heart ached at Quinn's brief reply. The Jowell family must have bullied her. "I'll come to you." "No," Quinn refused. What was he going to do, coming over this late at night?"Then come to me. I have a lot of good wine here. You can come and try some.""I don't feel like drinking.""Then what do you want to do? I'll do it with you." Whatever she wanted to do was fine with him."Alright, pick me up at my front door in ten minutes."Hanging up the phone, Xavier downed the wine in his glass in one gulp.He walked over to his wardrobe. He was unsure of what to wear and spent a long time deciding. Honestly, he'd never had this problem before. But now he wondered how to dress to impress Quinn.Ian walked in to find Xavier staring blankly at rows of clothes. "Xav, you heading out?""Ian, what do young women like guys to wear?""You've got a date with Quinn?""Yeah." It was sort of a date. As long as they were together, it was a date, right?"Xav, you gotta have confidenc