Love Unspoken

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.

home!"Too drained to protest, Abigail didn't resist. As Oliver guided her away, she cast a worried glance at Quinn. Only after their departure did Alexander break his silence, "Planning on staying here overnight?"Caught off guard, Quinn looked up at his inscrutable expression and, after

"You go on ahead." Kyle nodded, closed the car door, and stepped aside to clear the path.Seated in the car, Quinn remained silent. Although no words were exchanged, the atmosphere inside the car was icy. She fiddled with her fingers, anxiety gnawing at her throughout the journey. Upon their

greeted them with a mixture 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

her leg, "You're the housekeeper Quinn hired?"His blunt observation 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

face as he ascended the staircase, breezing past the elderly woman.Quinn's hand

for the complete experience all for free. The

come to terms with. Wiping away a tear, she managed a strained smile at Quinn. "Guess I

"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

front of the study. The