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.

Alexander stormed in, kicking aside a pile of packages

from Abigail. Quinn's eyes narrowed as she darted forward, shielding the

down her face, Quinn shook her head, pleading for him to

more than just gifts; they represented her cherished friendship with Abigail. Alexander's expression

wrested from her. Holding the box, Alexander walked outside to the yard

for the complete experience-all for free. The

lighter, igniting a flame in his hand. Quinn watched, horror-stricken, as the fire danced threateningly.

kept his grip tight, cutting off her last means of protest. Alexander then turned to

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

to see her treasures ruined before her eyes, leaving her with nothing but himself. With a flick of his wrist, he tossed the lighter onto the box.

for the complete experience all for free. The next chapter is eagerly waiting

a desperate attempt, Quinn struggled fiercely. Unable to break free, she