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.

hold back my fury!" With her warning hanging in

found Walter in the living room, engrossed in conversation, oblivious to her entrance. She slid onto the couch beside him, opening her mouth to speak when Alexander sauntered in. His arrival instantly altered the room's

room before he casually asked, "Where's Quinn?"Kaitlyn's

flickering in her eyes."Alexander, Quinn's merely assisting in the kitchen. It's not as if she's been summoned

this crowd, why isn't anyone else lending a hand? Or is the meal doomed without Quinn's magic touch?" His unexpected defense of Quinn left Kaitlyn flustered and embarrassed. "Alexander, are you insinuating that I'm intentionally making 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 cut short by

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