Love Unspoken

Walter, far from being angered, actually chuckled and made no move to step aside. "Oliver, you come here alone spewing threats. Don't you find that laughable?"

Alexander narrowed his eyes, a mocking smile tugging at the corners of his mouth. "Why don't you guess why I dared to come here by myself?" Walter studied him for a long moment, attempting to read something from his expression, but eventually gave up.

"Whatever," he smiled again, turned his head towards the kitchen and called out, "Quinn, come out." Upon hearing this, an unusual flicker of emotion crossed Alexander's face. Instantly, he fixed his gaze on the kitchen door, staring intently. After a few seconds, Quinn slowly walked out from inside and stood at the doorway, head bowed. Alexander's reaction brought a hint of satisfaction to Walter's face.

"Quinn, tell Alexander, do you want to go back with him?" Alexander's eyes bore into her. Quinn remained silent, and the silence stretched on.

"Quinn, come here!" Alexander suddenly raised his voice, a threatening undertone creeping in his call. Quinn flinched slightly. For her, whether she stayed with Walter or went with Alexander made little difference.

anyone, made her vehemently resist the idea of returning. His life remained unchanged with or without her. His presence here was merely

for the complete experience all for free. The next chapter is eagerly waiting

and the air was thick with the invisible smoke of a standoff,

to face the man she had once considered her everything. In his eyes, there lingered the old

to her lips, this time, Quinn shook her head subtly. Alexander's gaze shifted, then his expression darkened at an

hand whipped out, now brandishing a gleaming switchblade.

cat-like reflexes, Alexander turned his head, avoiding the blade, and immediately seized Walter's wrist, pinning it

a reverse stab, but Alexander retreated just