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?"

joking, Quinn always took

in thought, Quinn was

heavy rain, Idon't feel like working. I'm leaving

stepping out of the company gates

Getty was on the phone with Alexander, who heard the word

company building and then to Quinn, Getty hung up the

an eyebrow, Getty walked towards Quinn, sneering, "Alexander says you're naive, but you don't seem that innocent. Coming here drenched, trying to get his sympathy?" She pinched a wet strand of Quinn's hair, mocking, "You

face. "Don't play these tricks. Alexander doesn't like you. To him,

her lips together, perhaps due to the cold rain, her lips turning

it; Quinn was well

her was no different from how he looked at the pets

feed it

looked Getty

calling

Getty was left speechless,

weren't for Quinn, she should have been the

this to her face. She raised her hand to strike Abigail. But

a scream, Getty fell