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. He said, "Quinn,

Quinn

asked, "What about

later." Quinn looked at him for a moment, nodded, and went to the dining room. Alexander, on the

cold gaze fell on Soren's face. Soren's

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there something you want to ask me?" Alexander lit a cigarette and furrowed his brows as he

he was still wearing a suit and looked tall, handsome, and dignified, he seemed melancholic. The air was filled

Before he could finish his sentence, Alexander interrupted,

was referring to. He tentatively asked, "Is it about Quinn's health?" Alexander glanced at

three simple words made Soren feel anxious. He didn't ask anything specific; just told Soren to speak. It was clearly a test. If Soren spoke and didn't give the correct answer, would he die? "Well?

glance at Alexander's expression and whispered, "Didn't you

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