Love Unspoken

Chapter 332

However, a drawback soon emerged; people like Walter and Galen began setting their sights on Quinn.

"So, what's our next move? Do we bring Quinn back?" Kyle queried.

Instead of answering directly, Alexander deflected, "Orion, he's adopted a bunch of stray cats and dogs, hasn't he?"

"Yes. Why do you ask?"

Alexander took a long drag from his cigarette, and without providing a response, he cast a mysterious glance at Kyle that sent a shiver down his spine.

Meanwhile, Quinn found herself at Orion's pet sanctuary. It was a place of refuge, equipped with sleeping quarters. After learning that she had no desire to return, Orion had brought her here.

Orion guided her to the dormitory room, flicked on the lights, and said, "You can stay here. It's pretty well-equipped, but there's no heating, so it might get chilly at night."

The room was modest in size, featuring a bed and an ensuite bathroom.

"We have plenty of rooms here, but only Grace stays here regularly," Orion explained as he made up the bed. "Occasionally, some other volunteers come and stay for a few days."

"All these blankets are new," he added.

in appreciation and

Orion assured her, scratching his head. "Get some rest; tomorrow morning, I'll take you to see the new litter

Quinn agreed, and Orion took

surveyed the room, noting the wooden planks that

given to her by Soren. The latter was crucial in slowing the progression of her condition. While its effects weren't immediately noticeable, it at least prevented her condition

recall most things intermittently-after all, people generally don't remember things

difference with her was that she couldn't recall some things even when she

her medicine, Quinn picked up her notebook and lay on the bed to document the

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notebook in her bag, turned off the light, and settled

the unfamiliar environment kept her awake, tossing and turning

a thought struck Quinn. She reached for her cell phone on the bedside table

lay on the bed, the white light from her phone illuminating her pale and desolate

times before, and each time, he had found ways to refuse

her alcohol, causing him to lose face in front of clients, or because her presence offended

pushing those messy thoughts

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