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.

the food and came out wearing an apron. He said, "Quinn, Mr.

composure and told Quinn calmly, "You go ahead and

asked, "What about

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

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

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a cigarette and furrowed his brows as he smoked. Soren waited for a while, swallowed, and mustered up the courage

tall, handsome, and dignified, he seemed melancholic.

I'll..." Before he could finish his sentence, Alexander interrupted, "Why

unable to recall 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

clearly a test. If Soren

said, "I do know. It's just that you previously said..." He stole a glance at Alexander's expression and whispered, "Didn't you say that you didn't need to be informed about anything

to a freezing point, causing Soren to shiver. "I'll give you another chance. Speak," Alexander said calmly, but his tone carried