Love Unspoken

Alexander's gaze rested on Getty, his smile cryptic. "So?" he asked.

"There is no 'so'," Getty retorted, her voice trembling slightly. "I'm flustered, Alexander. If you won't marry me, I can't find a single reason to convince myself to stay." Alexander merely watched her, his silence as profound as the night sky.

Getty persisted, her voice edged with desperation. "Alexander, just tell me, do you even like me?"

"Is that important?" he asked, his tone nonchalant.

"Of course it's important!" she exclaimed. "If you don't like me, and we have nothing now, and you're not planning to marry me, wouldn't I be a fool to stick around?" Alexander gave a mock nod of agreement. "Indeed, you're making a lot of sense."

"Get out," he finally said, his voice devoid of emotion.

Those last words struck Getty like a bolt of lightning. "What?"

"Get out, and let's not keep in touch."

had mentally prepared herself for this conversation, weighing the pros and cons. But when Alexander uttered those words, her heart plummeted. She felt as though she

already delivered the unequivocal answer.

Getty reached out, her fingers clutching his arm. "Alexander,

blame, anyone would feel the same way. No need to

I meant

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again. "As I've said before, you're free to leave whenever you wish, whether

their cold indifference, like fine needles jabbing directly into

clung to Alexander's arm, her voice choked with emotion. "But you also said, as long as I stayed with you,

as if trying to see right

Getty faltered, already regretting her

you away, this is your

you have, whether you're still the CEO or not, or even if we

softly, a humble confession, but it stemmed from the depths of her heart. She simply couldn't let go of Alexander.