Love Unspoken

That was her memory.

Quinn didn't know how to respond. She pushed the man's hand away, gesturing defiantly, "It's definitely not someone like you."

Alexander's lips curled into a mocking smile. "And what if it is someone like me?"

Quinn shook her head firmly. "It's not."

"So sure?"

Quinn shook her head, her gaze unwavering. Over the years, she hadn't forgotten what kind of person he was.

If she could recall the words he spoke to her when they married, now her look towards him would be more than just distant and unfamiliar it would also hold a touch of sarcasm. After seeing her for a long while without finding any familiar expression on her face, Alexander released her.

"Hand me your phone," he demanded.

Quinn pursed her lips and handed him her phone.

After a few operations on her messages, his profile picture reappeared on her contact list.

to Quinn, warning her, "If you dare delete

adding, "I am determined to give

down Quinn's

picture, revealing a snapshot of two dolls. Showing him the

the phone made him

scrutinized the photo expressionlessly for a good fifteen seconds before finally looking at

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confusion. Why was he asking her about his

If you don't even know

contemplation, he stated, "Regardless of whether you

it carelessly behind her. Placing his hands on either side of her,

pupils contracted slightly as she turned her head

this would be the Alexander

back towards him. "Do

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Quinn's eyes as she