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.

fury!" With her warning hanging in the air, she spun on her heel and retreated, leaving the

onto the couch beside him, opening her mouth to speak when Alexander

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,

Kaitlyn's icy glare, suspicion of Walter's possible interference flickering in her eyes."Alexander, Quinn's merely assisting in the kitchen. It's not as

things difficult for her?" Kaitlyn challenged. "I never suggested that. I merely believe there's no need to summon someone if their presence at the table isn't appreciated."Kaitlyn's retort was

fuming silently, cursing the old man under her breath.Quinn was carrying a plate to the dining room when Alexander's voice halted her. She paused, glancing back at him before setting the plate down and approaching him.Alexander took her hand, his gaze intense. "Why didn't you ask me to