Love Unspoken

It was as if she had experienced years in the span of a nap.

Quinn couldn't shake off Alexander's icy demeanor. She could not accept that this person was Alexander.

She gestured, "Where's Alexander?"

The old butler paused, then chuckled, "Ms. Alexander, if you don't know where Alexander is, we certainly wouldn't either." Quinn stared at the butler's face, detecting sincerity, and gestured, "Then why did you call me Mrs. Kennedy?"

The butler seemed more puzzled now. "Well... What should I call you then?"

He simply assumed Quinn and Alexander had divorced, hence she didn't want him to continue to call her Mrs. Kennedy. After a moment of silence, Quinn gestured, "Just as before is fine."

"Understood, Quinn."

Quinn pursed her lips, opting not to continue further. She turned and left the Kennedy Residence.

She hailed another cab to Alexander's university. Standing at the university gates, she gazed at the many students inside, her expression distant.

you waiting for?" Miller inquired tentatively from

red from the cold. Her breath formed visible clouds that dissipated with the wind. She pulled out her hand from her pocket and

a prolonged moment, doubting her comprehension or signing skills

while, Miller asked tentatively, "You mean waiting for

"He's studying; he will be

seeing Quinn in all seriousness, she felt that

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isn't Alexander at home?" she

Alexander. When the real Alexander comes

earnest, serious, and, above all, filled with a

school entrance, her face illuminated with anticipation, Quinn shivered in the cold but

felt like she could actually wait for that person

resigned sigh, Miller could

him here every time. He would see me when he came

looked at Miller earnestly,

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