Love Unspoken

Abigail helped Quinn take off her helmet; both of them were drenched, but the coffee in Quinn's arms was still safe.

Abigail quipped, "These people are nuts. Big company, no coffee machine, so they have to order delivery."

Taking the coffee from Quinn, Abigail smiled, "Stay here, I'll be right back."

Quinn nodded and silently walked to the front gate to wait.

Staring at the curtain of rain ahead, Quinn's expression seemed distant.

The day Ulysses brought her to Alexander's place, it was also pouring rain. She timidly hid behind Ulysses, while nine-year-old Alexander scrutinized her. Alexander asked who she was.

Ulysses jokingly said, "Your future wife, interested?"

Nine-year-old Alexander scoffed, "I don't want a monkey as my wife."

Indeed, she was skinny and pale back then, with dry, yellowish hair, perhaps even less appealing than a zoo monkey.

But then he added, "If you don't eat more, how can you be my wife when you're so thin?"

was joking, Quinn

thought, Quinn was snapped back by

rain, Idon't feel like working.

was Getty, stepping out of the company gates in high heels,

Getty was on the phone with Alexander, who heard the

Getty hung up the call.

seem that innocent. Coming here drenched, trying to get his sympathy?"

expression covered Getty's face. "Don't play these tricks. Alexander doesn't like you. To him, you're just a pet

due to the cold rain, her lips

it; Quinn

looked at her was no different from how he looked at the

they had; if he forgot to feed it

emerged with the coffee. She swiftly stood in front of Quinn, shielding her, and looked Getty up

playfully looked at her, "What's wrong with calling you out? Did

Getty was left speechless, her face was

a slut. If it weren't for Quinn, she should have been the one married to

insult her like this to her face. She raised her hand to strike Abigail.

a scream, Getty fell