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.

wind that day was unusually robust, akin to a typhoon. Many branches along

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

deep breath, suppressing the pain as she shakily got back on her feet, her movements slow and laborious as

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

in white cloth. The stark whiteness seemed to repel her. Quinn clung to the door frame, her gaze vacant as she stared at the bedroom. She had no idea how much time had passed when a clap of thunder outside startled her, causing her to drop to the floor. In the silence that followed, the wind and

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 block

expression hardened as he swiftly ascended

the top, he spotted

up at the doorway, trembling as she

quickly approached Quinn. He reached out, his hand coming

Quinn reacted like a frightened rabbit, falling to the ground before scrambling into the bedroom. Suddenly, her arm was