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.

came out

his composure and told Quinn calmly,

"What about

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

the study, feeling the heavy tension in the air, which made his heart race. Alexander's cold gaze fell on Soren's face. Soren's head lowered further and further, to the point where he didn't dare

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and asked, "Sir, is there something you want to ask me?" Alexander lit a cigarette and furrowed his brows as he smoked. Soren waited for a while, swallowed,

and dignified, he seemed melancholic. The air was filled with the drifting

If there's nothing, I'll..." Before he could finish

"Is it about Quinn's health?" Alexander glanced at him but didn't directly address it. He

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

a glance at Alexander's expression and whispered, "Didn't you say that you didn't need to be informed about anything regarding

temperature in the room dropped to a freezing point, causing Soren to shiver. "I'll give you another chance. Speak," Alexander said calmly, but his tone carried an unmistakable sense of