Love Unspoken

A tumultuous storm of emotions raged across Freya's face, her trust in Walter not in question, but rather her understanding of him.

Throughout their two-year matrimony, she had never managed to penetrate his enigmatic facade. He was always there, yet distant, a formidable, invisible barrier separating them, barring her from drawing any closer.

Whenever Walter engaged in conversation with Quinn, a sense of inexplicable panic would seize Freya, her intuition sounding an alarm. She often questioned whether this unease was born from the past, when Quinn had deceitfully snatched Alexander away from her.

That was a distant memory now, yet the servants' testimonies stirred something undeniable within her. What justification could she find for this internal upheaval?"Keep this to yourselves," Freya commanded sternly, her voice echoing through the silence.

hear any whispers about this, don't think I'll hold back my fury!" With her warning hanging in the air, she

the couch beside him, opening her mouth to speak when Alexander sauntered in. His arrival instantly altered the

brimming with a warmth that only surfaced when her son was present.Alexander nodded in acknowledgment, his gaze sweeping over the room before he casually asked, "Where's Quinn?"Kaitlyn's smile froze, her joy extinguished by his immediate inquiry about that woman, sparking a silent rage within her. Walter nonchalantly replied, "She's probably occupied in the

question was met with Kaitlyn's icy glare, suspicion of Walter's possible interference flickering in

for her?" Kaitlyn challenged. "I never suggested that. I merely believe there's no need to summon someone if their presence

a plate to the dining room when Alexander's voice halted