Love Unspoken

Chapter 77

As the conversation unfolded, Alexander and Kyle came into Quinn's view.

Alexander was a picture of sartorial elegance, his brown coat reaching down to his knees, highlighting his long, straight legs.

He cast a fleeting glance at Quinn before his gaze shifted to Abigail, who stood by her side.Quinn averted her eyes, a pang of guilt washing over her.

Her ponytail had unraveled, and stray strands of hair were strewn across her pallid cheeks, resembling marbled etchings on flawless alabaster, disheveled and desolate.Abigail, her brows knitted together, remained silent. Her past encounters had taught her to avoid unnecessary conflicts, especially when

Alexander hadn't provoked her.

In the midst of the palpable tension, Oliver made his way over hastily.Upon sighting Alexander and Quinn, his expression subtly changed.

protest, Abigail didn't resist. As Oliver guided her away, she cast a worried glance at Quinn. Only after their departure did Alexander

door, poised to open it, Alexander instructed, "You go on ahead." Kyle nodded, closed the car door, and stepped aside to

of delight and apprehension.Juliet was slightly anxious. She wiped her hands on her apron before accepting Alexander's coat, "I was just wondering when you'd be back so I could

left Juliet frozen in place, the elderly woman standing awkwardly as she glanced at Quinn. Forcing a strained smile, Juliet stammered, "Ah. Yes, that's right. Don't worry. I won't let it interfere with my work."Quinn bit her lip, her head drooping in embarrassment. She discreetly tugged at Alexander, silently reminding him not to be overly harsh.Alexander disregarded Quinn. His words to Juliet were curt and dismissive, "You can't even walk straight. How can you work? This is not a charity house. You've come to

those harsh words, Alexander didn't spare another glance at Juliet's ashen face as he ascended the staircase, breezing past the elderly woman.Quinn's hand went limp, a

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to terms with. Wiping away a tear, she managed a strained smile at Quinn. "Guess I won't be making dinner tonight."A pang

then hesitated, "Never mind. I've grown accustomed to that little shack of mine. It's okay, I'll head back."Tears welled up in Quinn's eyes, her pleading gaze begging as she gestured once more, "Wait for me."'Am I really so useless that I'm unable to keep anyone who matters to me by my side? Surely, there must come a time when fate would take pity on me and align with me. If only

the stairs, halting in front of the study. The door was slightly

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