Love Unspoken

"Or you can pick it up yourself," the maid suggested.

Quinn remained silent, her gaze fixed on the untouched food.

The maid, with a disdainful look, grabbed a wooden board to seal the window and then left the room.

As soon as the noise outside subsided, Quinn reached out and pushed the board.

The maid had hurriedly left without properly securing it, so Quinn managed to create a small gap. However, the dirt on the other side prevented her from opening it any further.

She could only push through the narrow slit between the fingers as the beam of white light cascaded onto her face.

She could only see a small patch of grass and some scattered mud. Quinn stood there, basking in the faint light that seeped through the gap.

She didn't bother with the food on the floor, her attention solely on the sliver of light. She waited, watching as the sunlight gradually faded, leaving the world in darkness once more.

Meanwhile, Alexander had spent the entire day searching for Quinn in Amber Bay, but she seemed to have vanished into thin air.

It started raining again.

to evade the surveillance, but we lost track of them. It's going to be difficult

fixed on the computer screen, his hair still damp and disheveled, suddenly

say something, but Alexander

hesitated briefly, then hastened to

rushed into the rain, his clothes getting

and drove off, heading

elsewhere but

story. Share the joy of reading with others and spread the word. The

comforting her grandson, who had finally stopped crying but was still restless. The child's soft voice

and whispered,

gaze turning into a cold sneer.

child to the nanny and poured herself a cup of tea, sipping

presence bringing a chill that seemed to lower the temperature in the room. He walked

him an irritated look. "Where is who? You

he asked again, "Where is

I know where she is? Your sister is still in prison. Why aren't you this worried about her? She's perfectly capable, yet you're so concerned. Who is your real