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

was

Idon't feel like

Getty, stepping out of the company gates in high heels, who then spotted the drenched

was on the phone with Alexander, who heard the word 'Quinn'

to Quinn, Getty hung up the call. "Here to see Alexander?" Quinn

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

play these tricks. Alexander doesn't like you. To

due to the cold

need to say it; Quinn was well

at her was no different from how he

forgot to feed it before work, he would come

moment, Abigail emerged with the coffee. She swiftly stood in front of Quinn, shielding her, and looked Getty up and down, saying, "You

Abigail playfully looked at her, "What's wrong with calling you out? Did I lie? You're just a

left speechless, her face

it weren't for Quinn, she should have

this to her face. She raised her hand to strike Abigail. But Abigail wouldn't stand for it. Before Getty's slap could land,

Getty fell to