Love Unspoken

Quinn lifted her head and saw Juliet on the hospital bed on the screen, now awake, propped up and talking to a nurse. Muted, Quinn couldn't hear their conversation.

She clenched her fingers, her gaze moving from the screen to Walter's face, which held a commanding air.

Biting her lip, she wrestled with her emotions for a long time before looking down, her lashes hiding the turmoil in her eyes. On her knees, supporting herself with shaking hands, she crawled slowly toward him. Her ankle chain dragged across the floor, making a sharp sound.

Kneeling before Walter, she looked up at him. Walter bent down, lifting her chin with a smile, "See? Being obedient isn't so hard, is it?" Quinn's eyes cast downward, her tears falling drop by drop onto Walter's hand.

Walter held his gaze on her for a moment before suddenly letting go, "Next time you see Alexander, remember to tell him you don't want to go back."

he got up and walked out. The sound of the closing door was what finally allowed Quinn to collapse

never returned. Quinn remained sprawled over the couch, the sting of his slap still reverberating in her head, leaving her feeling disoriented and dizzy until she succumbed to sleep, unaware of when it overtook her. Meanwhile.Kyle Astor received an unexpected text message with an attached file. Initially dismissing it as some spam, he casually opened it only for shock to send his phone flying from

sweat from his forehead, Kyle cautiously picked up the phone once more. He was still in the Astor mansion's living room. Holding his phone tightly, he couldn't help but glance upstairs. Alexander hadn't retired for the night yet, had

about to knock, the study door suddenly swung open, revealing Alexander with a grim expression. "What is it?" Alexander

Kyle stammered, "Alexander, I - I received a... video."With that, his

the adventure continues. Join us for the complete experience all for free. The next chapter is eagerly waiting for you! Without even a glance, Alexander brushed past him and strode downstairs. Grabbing his coat from the sofa, he walked

hurriedly followed. "Alexander, where are you going this late? It's about the video...

hear a word, got into his car, started