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?"

Alexander was joking, Quinn

was snapped

feel like working. I'm leaving

the company gates in high heels,

phone with Alexander, who

then to Quinn, Getty hung up the call. "Here to

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

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

due to the cold rain, her lips

Quinn was well aware

was no

they had; if he forgot to feed it before work, he would come back

Quinn, shielding her, and looked Getty up and down, saying, "You slut, don't bully Quinn!" Getty's face

calling you out? Did I

Getty was left speechless, her face

should have been the one married to Alexander!

ever dared to insult her like this to her face. She raised her hand to strike Abigail. But Abigail wouldn't stand for it. Before Getty's

scream, Getty