Love Unspoken

"Didn't you drive?" Alexander asked.

Getty's lips formed a pout, her demeanor flirtatious. "I'm terrified. Can you bear to let a fragile girl like me drive alone, particularly in such fierce winds?"

She gazed at him with a pitiful expression. Getty was undeniably beautiful; her beauty had always been there, but it was further enhanced by minor alterations, rendering her face flawless. With just one look from her, most men would easily feel vanquished.

However, Alexander merely observed her impassively for a moment before he averted his gaze, retrieving his car keys.

"Let's go."

A surge of delight washed over Getty as she looped her arm through his and climbed into his car.

It appeared he still felt sorry for her. This realization dispelled Getty's prior melancholy. After all, she was determined to ascertain whether he was divorced or not.

branches along the roadside had been snapped off by the

wind and hurled into the glass, jolting Quinn awake. Her eyes flew open as she took in the sight of branches striking the window, the cracking sounds heightening her anxiety. She

welled up in Quinn's eyes as she clutched her calf, the pain unbearable. She took a deep breath, suppressing the pain as she shakily got back on her feet, her movements slow

entered was the study. She pushed open the door to find it shrouded in darkness. The study window was shut, the faint glow of the moon outside casting an eerie light into the room, akin to a cold eye watching her. Quinn quickly shut the door and made her way to the bedroom, which was equally dark. She fumbled for the switch on the wall,

stark whiteness seemed to repel her. Quinn clung to the door frame, her gaze vacant as she stared at the

the villa, the more intimidating it felt. Even the slightest noise would echo. To Quinn, this villa was no different from a haunted house. She huddled on the floor, her hands over her ears, trying to

as he swiftly ascended the

the top, he spotted

doorway, trembling as

as he quickly approached Quinn. He reached out, his hand coming to rest on her

like a frightened rabbit, falling to the ground before scrambling into the bedroom. Suddenly,