Love Unspoken

Alexander sat down beside her and held her foot to examine the wound. "Is your leg still hurting today?"

Quinn nodded slightly and gestured that it was not very painful, just a bit itchy.

"Itchy is a good sign. It's scabbing. Don't scratch it, and it'll heal soon."

Quinn asked, "What happened to my leg?"

Alexander remained silent for a moment, then said, "You fell."

Quinn furrowed her brows. She couldn't figure out how she could have fallen to hurt her leg like this.

He raised his hand and gently stroked Quinn's cheek, his eyes showing emotions that Quinn couldn't understand.

But for some reason, Quinn suddenly felt an urge to cry, a sourness that came without reason.

and came out wearing an apron.

composure and told Quinn

"What

moment, nodded, and went to the dining room. Alexander, on the other hand, called Soren into his

in the air, which made his heart race. Alexander's cold gaze fell on Soren's face. Soren's head lowered further and further,

continues. Join us for

want to ask me?" Alexander lit a cigarette

suit and looked tall, handsome, and dignified, he seemed melancholic. The air was filled with the drifting smoke,

again, "Sir? If there's nothing, I'll..." Before he could finish his sentence, Alexander

which matter Alexander was referring to. He tentatively asked, "Is it about Quinn's health?" Alexander glanced at him but didn't directly address it. He simply said, "Just tell

Soren to speak. It was clearly a test. If Soren spoke and didn't give the correct

a glance at Alexander's

to a freezing point, causing Soren to shiver. "I'll give you another chance. Speak," Alexander