Love Unspoken

A tall, slender figure stood in the doorway, his face obscured by the backlighting, making it difficult for Quinn to see him clearly.

She tightened her grip on the plate she was holding. Quinn was puzzled by Alexander's sudden appearance. 'Hadn't he moved on to a happy life with Getty by now?' "Having fun?" His voice cut through the silence, casual as if her absence had been a mere caprice.

The diner's owner's wife, Mrs. Jenkins, looked on in confusion, her eyes flicking between them. "And who might you be to Quinn?" she inquired instinctively. "I'm her husband," he declared.

Mrs. Jenkins's mouth dropped open in shock, her assumptions shattered.

She had pictured Quinn's husband as a lazy, domineering type, not this attractive, charismatic man. "Quinn said you didn't want her anymore, so why are you here?" she asked bluntly. Alexander turned slightly to glance at the woman, "Did she say that?"

Mrs. Jenkins hesitated, sensing the complexity of the situation."Well..."

an uneasy smile that faded into a sigh of relief, "Glad to hear that's settled. I was worried she might be " Before she could finish her thought, the sound of shattering glass filled

Jenkins, frantically gesturing an apology: "Sorry,

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meant to do it. She couldn't risk Mrs. Jenkins revealing

Jenkins, trying to interpret her silent message, laughed it off awkwardly, "No worries, dear. I'll take care of this mess later. You should go

glanced up at Alexander, who took her hand and led

back to the villa was silent. Returning to the cold, opulent house

expression turned stormy as he gripped Quinn's jaw

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fierce gaze, her eyes watering under the strain. Quinn tried to free herself, but

her hand tightly. "Who taught you to act like this?" Quinn managed a weak smile through her tears, pulling her hand away. "No one. You don't