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.

himself back shamelessly and returned the phone to Quinn, warning

adding, "I am determined to give you something more

down

profile-it was that same grey photo. She enlarged the picture, revealing a snapshot of two dolls. Showing him the photo and then gesturing, ;"Where was

the phone

the photo expressionlessly for a good fifteen seconds before finally

is this?"

the full experience. You won't

in confusion. Why was he asking her about his

that Alexander grabbed for me. If you don't even know about this, how can you claim to be Alexander?" Alexander stared at

a moment of contemplation, he stated, "Regardless of whether you know me or not, remember that my

behind her. Placing his hands on either side of her, he leaned in close to her face.

contracted slightly as she turned her head

accept that this would be the Alexander she would have to face from now

face back towards him. "Do

book? Don't

won't find the next chapter

in Quinn's eyes as she