The Heiress’ Return: Six Brothers at Her Beck and Call (Wynter Quinnell) novel Chapter 290

Chapter 290 Dalton’s Lies

Dalton paused, his hand lingering on the scarf he had wrapped

around Wynter’s neck.

Wynter leaned forward and assessed him with her dark gaze. When

she spoke, her voice was clear and steady. “It’s been a while since we

met, and all the time I was in the hospital, I believed your last name

was Quinnell.

“In hindsight, there were several things amiss, like Ryan’s obvious

respect for you and Mr. Lopez Senior personally escorting you to the

hospital.

“They wouldn’t go to such lengths for the Quinnells, but they would

for the Yarwoods.”

She looked at the red beaded bracelet on Dalton’s wrist. “You wear

that bracelet so often, I should have guessed who you were right from

the start.”

Dalton gently held Wynter by her arms. A light couch escaped his pale l*ps. “Sorry, I didn’t think you’d find out.”

He had such fine features. He looked innocent without his glasses, though he was still charming. As the breeze stirred his hair, Wynter couldn’t help drinking in all his beauty and aloofness.

“But I guess some things can’t stay secret forever,” he added ruefully. Smiling, he introduced himself formally, “I’m Dalton Yarwood. It’s a pleasure to meet you, my darling betrothed.”

Wynter remained level-headed as she stared at Dalton. After a long

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pause, she said, “Don’t try to charm your way out of this. Not only did you fail to clarify my misunderstanding at the first instance, but you also deliberately lied about who you were.”

He could hear the uncompromising edge in her voice, and he knew he

had no escape. Dalton’s chest tightened. He knew this day would

come eventually.

At first, he hadn’t felt the need to explain himself. She was a doctor,

and he was her patient. Their relationship had grown from that into

what it was now.

He coughed again, and another time as he straightened the scarf

around her neck. He said hoarsely, “Yes, I did lie about my identity, but

only because I thought you might distance yourself from me if you

learned who I was.”

Puzzled, Wynter frowned. “Why would I distance myself from you?”

“Did you forget about your aversion toward the Yarwoods?” Dalton

gazed down at her. There was a hint of sadness in his lowered voice.” Especially toward me?”

Wynter was suddenly reminded of what she had told him before.