Love Unspoken

Quinn was unsure if her silence was a form of protest.

When she thought about Alexander's indifference, especially towards their unborn child, she felt an overwhelming desire to escape the suffocating atmosphere of the villa.

At that moment, her phone vibrated in her pocket. A message from Abigail flashed on the screen.

Alexander glanced at her phone too, and without waiting for Quinn's reaction, he snatched it from her hands and read the message. Abigail: "Quinn, I've been grounded, and the cafe got raided. But I fought with them and kept your portraits. I've shipped them to you. Make sure to check your mailbox."

Quinn tensed up.

He sneered, "You're starting to ignore my rules, aren't you?"

His mocking tone made Quinn feel uneasy. She frantically shook her head, trying to explain, but he threw the phone onto the coffee table and strode toward the door.

him. Outside, near the villa, was a small delivery room. Alexander stormed in, kicking

eyes narrowed as she darted forward, shielding the box

tears streaming down her face, Quinn shook her

more than just gifts; they represented her cherished friendship with Abigail. Alexander's expression darkened. He grabbed Quinn by the

walked outside to the yard and flung it aside dismissively. Quinn tried to rush

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his lighter, igniting a flame in his hand. Quinn watched, horror-stricken, as the fire danced threateningly. She opened her mouth to scream, but

kept his grip tight, cutting off her last means of protest. Alexander then turned to face her, his voice cold. "You

continued to flow as she silently begged him, her eyes pleading

see her treasures ruined before her eyes, leaving her with nothing but himself. With a flick

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