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 always took it

was snapped

this heavy rain, Idon't feel like

the company gates in

Getty was on the phone with Alexander,

to Quinn, Getty hung

naive, but you don't seem that innocent. Coming here drenched, trying to get

"Don't play these tricks. Alexander doesn't like you. To him, you're just a pet cat or

pressed her lips together, perhaps due to the cold

Quinn was well aware of it

Alexander looked at her was no different from how he looked

feed it before work, he would come

and looked Getty up and down, saying, "You slut, don't bully Quinn!" Getty's face changed, glaring at Abigail.

"What's wrong with calling you out? Did I lie? You're just a

Getty was left speechless,

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

Alexander's favor, Getty was used to being arrogant. No one had 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

a scream, Getty fell to the