Love Unspoken

"At home," Alexander said.

Getty was choked on his words. The word "home" sounded so ironic, like a slap in her face and a thorn piercing her heart.

"Home? Then what is my place to you? A hotel?" Getty choked. Every time he said he was at home, she was always overwhelmed by jealousy and fury. Alexander frowned. "What is with you now?"

She said, sobbing, "You promised me you wouldn't go back to see her for a month! How could you go back on your word?"

The TV was loud, and Quinn couldn't hear who was on the phone. Yet judging from Alexander's tone, she could tell it was Getty.

He sighed silently and then said, "We'll talk about it when you feel better." After that, he hung up the phone without giving Getty a chance to speak and continued watching cartoons with Quinn.

He watched the cartoons very intently. Even if he didn't like it, he would still watch it together with her with full concentration instead of doing anything else.

Quinn knew very well. Only when he was in a good mood would he patiently do boring things with her.

At this moment, he seemed like a different person from the one at the club. He was so cold to her a while ago, and now he watched cartoons with her.

was always so

as a child, she still craved his false tenderness every

head on his shoulder, inhaling his scent which came from his clothes. She added gardenia-scented fabric softener every time she

head, and held her in

urge to tell him she was pregnant with his baby. She wanted to ask

than

fell on his clothes, soaking

asked softly, "Why are you

lifted her chin and kissed her lips. "Be good and don't see her again. I promise I'll leave her

her lips

he kissed her lips again, and as the kiss deepened, she found herself lying

realized something and grabbed his

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her hand and gestured, ;"I'm