Love Unspoken

"Okay. I got it."

As soon as the call ended, Sean exhaled a sigh of relief, grateful that Alexander would not be making a personal appearance.

However, the gravity of Quinn's injury gnawed at him, a secret that might prove challenging to keep concealed. This uncertainty, whether to confide in Alexander or not, left him in a state of heightened anxiety. Eventually, the weight of the decision bore too heavily on him, and he chose to wash his hands of the matter entirely.

Meanwhile, Alexander sat in his car outside the club, a half-smoked cigarette between his fingers. He discarded it prematurely, the embers dying out on the asphalt.

The knock on the car window broke his reverie. It was Oliver.

Alexander rolled down the window, his attention now on Oliver's inquiry, "Why aren't you going in?"

Tugging at his tie in frustration, Alexander retorted, "I'm not going. You go meet Mr. Collins for me."

Caught off guard, Oliver questioned, "What's wrong with you? You seem a bit distracted."

Alexander offered no response, simply stepping out of the car.

probed further, "How's Quinn been

tilted his head and looked at Oliver,

deepened, "Don't you know

his mind. It had been two or three months already. Even if Quinn's belly wasn't showing,

by Alexander's reaction, it was clear he

wasn't fooled. His piercing gaze sent a

know about her and I don't?" Alexander's tone was

complex. It was absurd that he, an outsider, knew something

was so close to Abigail, and when Abigail left, she didn't seem angry

that's exactly it,"

I will believe you?"

and replied, "If you don't

had made a promise to Quinn and had no intention of revealing anything,

moment longer before slamming the car door

chill swept over Oliver as he watched Alexander walk away. He sighed, tugged at his collar, and followed

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