Love Unspoken

When Alexander found out, he didn't step in to defend Quinn.

Under Alexander's pressure, Quinn had no choice but to terminate the pregnancy.

Quinn often wondered what life would be like if that child had been born; by now, the child would have been almost a year old...

Apart from Ulysses, no one liked Quinn, especially Freya, who harbored a deep hatred towards her.

Quinn entered Alexander's life at the age of five, and Freya, resentful of Quinn's favored status with their grandfather, bullied Quinn for her inability to speak. She would lock Quinn in storage rooms and even burn her hair with a lighter. Once, Freya pushed Quinn down the stairs, and Alexander caught her in the act.

Alexander reprimanded Freya.

Already resentful of their grandfather's favoritism towards Quinn, Freya now found herself scolded by her beloved older brother for mistreating Quinn. How could she not hate her?

At that time, Quinn couldn't sign or write, let alone report the abuse, so Freya's torment only escalated, with any hint of displeasure from Freya resulting in Quinn bearing the brunt of her anger.

As they grew older, Freya no longer physically bullied Quinn; instead, she tormented her emotionally and mentally.

Freya would deliberately bring up pregnancy to remind Quinn of the terminated child, seeking to inflict pain upon her.

She was a malicious woman!

Alexander, feeling uneasy, stood up and said, "Let's go!"

asked, "Brother, why are you in such a hurry to leave? At

office," Alexander said,

Freya grew even angrier, unable to understand

Getty, not Quinn. So why was

in the car, Alexander lit a

quietly, waiting for him to

finished, Alexander

meek, with a faint smile on her lips, like a servant awaiting

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lack of anger and her submissive demeanor,

people without

someone is bullied or provoked, they

felt a pang of pity for Quinn. After a moment of thought, he asked her, "What do you

signed back: Your mother is right. What if I give birth to a mute child? It's better

truth:

the fantasy,

one. She was about to make a wish when Freya pushed her face into the

head in embarrassment, cake smeared all over her face, surrounded by laughter from

forced a smile, but

free. The next