Chapter 51 What Secrets Are They Hiding?
Owen's POV
I chased after Quinn and grabbed her hand as she was about to cross the street. "If you need anything, just say the word, I'll help you."
Quinn tried to shake my hand off, but I held it tighter. Soon, her resistance slowly subsided until it stopped. "What do you want, Owen?"
“I want to help you,” I answered firmly.
Honestly, I didn't know about Kelly. And after being contacted by the general manager, I found out about the problem between Quinn and Grayson. Then, when I read the news, I finally understood how it all fit together.
I admit that Grayson is worse than me. He left Quinn when Quinn truly loved him. How do I know? It's obvious from Quinn's eyes. The eyes of someone in love cannot be hidden, and that's how Quinn looked when she looked at Grayson or when someone around her mentioned Grayson.
Why do I say Grayson is a jerk? Because I left Quinn after giving her signs, not suddenly like this. Even though I lied to Quinn that she was my fated mate, at least when we broke up, she didn't look as sad as this.
"Where are you going? I'll take you there. At least don't go alone when your head is in such a mess," I said again, trying to convince Quinn. I finally let go of her hand when she stopped fighting back.
“Can you create a legal agreement?”
“Yes, I can,” I replied quickly.
Quinn then looked at the bag I was carrying. "What a coincidence you brought your laptop too. I want you to make a legal agreement for me. It's about the agreement between me and Grayson."
"Okay. Just tell me what you want to include in the document. I'll put all the points in it perfectly.” Even though I didn't know what agreement Quinn was referring to, I immediately agreed because this was my only chance to regain Quinn's trust.
“Come with me to my flat. We’ll do it there.”
I thought that since Quinn asked for my help in drafting an important document, I would at least find out the secret behind Quinn and Grayson's relationship. In fact, I didn't.
The agreement Quinn was referring to was about the penalty for terminating the contract on one side for personal reasons. That was all Quinn told me, which was really not what I had hoped for.
Even so, I stopped myself from asking anything beyond the help Quinn asked for because it could make her change her mind and push me away too. At least there was improvement, she noticed me again. Because in the past, Quinn never asked me for help with anything, even though we were dating.
“That’s it, that’s all, ” Quinn said after rereading the text on my laptop. “The point is, I just need Grayson’s signature or fingerprint, and it will be officially valid, right?”
“Yes, that’s correct. I’ll make a copy so both of you have the document.”
“Okay. Can we do it right now?”
It seemed like Quinn was serious about wanting to end her contract with Grayson. I mean, there were still tomorrow and the days after for her to give this document to Grayson, other than on the day while he was still a patient at the hospital. But Quinn chose today, which meant she really couldn't forgive Grayson.
“Of course. Just print it out, and you’ll sign it first,” I explained how the agreement form would work.
Quinn suddenly stood up and took her coat, which she had hung behind the door. “Can you drive me?”
“Where to?” I asked, pretending not to know.
“To the hospital where Grayson is being treated. Better sooner than later.”
"Okay, I'll take you and we'll print the agreement on the way there." I packed up all my equipment that I had spread out on the floor of her flat.
As I was about to stand up to leave, I noticed a large, long box wrapped in gift paper in the corner of Quinn's bedroom, visible from here. It was probably a gift from Grayson, and it still looked unopened, as if it had been given recently.
Damn it, I should have given Quinn a gift before we ended things, so she’d have something to remember about me besides my betrayal.
“What are you looking at?” Quinn asked suddenly. She had already opened the door.
"Huh? Nothing. It's just this place is much smaller than your old flat.”
“It is. And oh, by the way, don’t ever come here again because you won’t find me here anymore.”
I furrowed my brow in curiosity. “Aren’t you living here?”
Quinn chuckled. “For now, yes. But I’ll be moving again. Maybe I’ll take Dylan to a smaller town too.”
“What? But why? Doesn’t Dylan need treatment in a big city like here?”
Quinn opened the door wider. "Who's going to pay for all that? You? Don't be ridiculous. So shut up if you still want to see me again."
Damn. If Quinn decided to move, this flat was probably rented with Grayson's money and permission. To be honest, when I first heard from the general manager about Quinn's new address, I was surprised because this was an elite neighborhood, and with her salary as a therapist, it was impossible for Quinn to rent this place, even on a monthly basis. Besides, Quinn didn't have any upper-class friends.
I didn't expect Grayson to be so deeply involved in all aspects of Quinn's life. Even to the point of involving her younger brother, because the last time I visited Dylan at the old hospital, it turned out he had been transferred to a new hospital. And that couldn't have been done by Quinn, but by Grayson.
Damn! Grayson had been very thorough and quick to act. Lucky for me, Kelly was back, even though he had tried to be the man Quinn could rely on, and even though he had almost succeeded, in the end, Quinn didn't choose him. He didn't know one crucial thing, Quinn needed not only money but also someone to support her, and Grayson had failed to do that. And now I was the one who would take over the task he left unfinished.