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

as a child, she still craved

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

hand, rubbed her head, and held her

familiar scent, for a moment, she had the urge to tell him she was pregnant with his baby. She

answer more than anyone else. Of

his clothes, soaking his

asked softly, "Why

"Be good and don't see her

lips and

and as the kiss deepened, she found herself lying

of a sudden, she realized something and grabbed

for the complete experience-all for free. The next chapter is eagerly waiting for you! Alexander paused

her hand and gestured,