Love Unspoken

Getty huffed in frustration, turning her head away from him.

A security guard approached with surveillance footage and handed it to Alexander. "Sir, here's the surveillance footage."

Watching the footage, Alexander's face darkened instantly. He had been to Quinn's workplace before and knew Abigail, along with her other hidden identity. But he didn't see Quinn in the footage. Throwing the tablet on the table, Alexander said to Getty, "I'll take you to the hospital."

Getty, even more upset by his lack of reaction, retorted, "I'm not going! Let my leg break; at least then I won't have to hear people calling me a slut every time I step out."

Alexander insisted, "Stop being stubborn; we're going to the hospital."

"I'm not going!"

Alexander picked her up and walked out.

Quinn sat behind Abigail, rain washing over her face. She cautiously held onto Abigail's waist.

Despite the cold rain, Abigail's back felt warm.

She wanted to thank Abigail but couldn't speak.

For twenty-three years, apart from Ulysses and Alexander, Abigail was the first to stand up for her.

Abigail paused, looking down at the hand on her waist, sighing silently.In this icy rain, falling on Abigail's back felt warm.It wasn't rain; it was Quinn's tears!She was crying, finally letting herself go in the downpour Abigail didn't return to the coffee shop but drove Quinn to her place.

After arriving, Abigail got out of the car, escorted Quinn to the door, removed Quinn's helmet, and smoothed her wet hair.

"Change your clothes; don't catch a cold. He won't care if you get sick!!"

Quinn nodded and signed, "Wait a moment."

After saying that, Quinn rushed inside and came back out with an umbrella.

handed the

Abigail eventually accepted the umbrella, not wanting to disappoint Quinn's

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wanting to

the umbrella, held it over her shoulder, mounted

from the

lips. If Alexander were

shower, had

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she lay down

woke up, she found someone sitting by her bed. In the

eyes, she turned on

Alexander sitting there, legs crossed, wearing a black shirt with the collar open, sleeves rolled up, revealing his strong forearms, a discreet and expensive watch on his wrist, showcasing his prestigious status. His stern gaze met Quinn's,

signing apologetically, "I overslept. Have you

said, "Don't work at the coffee

aback and signed,

astray. You're

whatever he said, but this time, she

there. I

allowed!" His tone turned cold,

staring back at

time, she dared to meet his gaze

because of

there?" Alexander's eyes narrowed. Quinn lowered her gaze, not

dare to go and try?" Alexander's

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Alexander stood up, walking out of