Love Unspoken

Alexander's words were indifferent, his voice devoid of emotion. "What does her life or death have to do with me?" he asked, his tone cold and detached.

Kyle, wiping the sweat from his forehead, silently chastised Alexander's arrogance in his mind. Yet, his face betrayed no sign of his inner thoughts, maintaining a compliant expression. "It's not right, though. We're talking about a life here," Kyle protested.

A single glance from Alexander was enough to silence Kyle. He then shifted his attention to Quinn. "What are you waiting for? Finish signing your name, and go get the divorce certificate this afternoon." Kyle chose the wrong moment to speak up. "Alexander, today's Saturday."

Alexander's face turned instantly grim at the reminder.

Clearing his throat, Kyle quickly excused himself. "I'm heading out, Alexander. Call me if you need anything."

Alexander remained silent, and Kyle hastily retreated from the villa.

Now, only Quinn and Alexander were left in the room. Quinn stared at her half-finished signature, her hand frozen mid-air, unable to continue writing.

Alexander sat calmly to the side, his gaze cold as he watched her struggle, saying nothing, just observing her internal battle.

Quinn was in agony.

She had no more illusions of sentiment. After the divorce, Alexander indeed had no obligation to cover Juliet's medical expenses. He was not using Juliet to threaten her, nor was it that he didn't want to let her go. If she signed the agreement, Juliet would not survive more than two weeks.

cigarettes, the smoke irritating his throat. He coughed into

impatience. Her fingertips, clutching the

wore thin.

and gestured toward Alexander. "We're still legally married for now. You can't

her statement. "You can have half on the conditions of paying back the remaining 27 billion

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she dared not jump to conclusions, lest she

"Don't you want the divorce

would not move to sign when he held Juliet's life over her

closed her eyes, took a deep

watched her,

"Will you not withhold Juliet's medication if we don't get

leaning back casually, propped up his head and replied with an indifferent tone, "Depends on my mood." Quinn's

gestured, "So, are you

laugh escaped Alexander. He seemed to be laughing