Love Unspoken

"Sir, I was wrong. Please spare me!"

The man was no fool. The luxury car parked on the roadside, along with that license plate, clearly displayed the owner's wealthy and prestigious status. The man was someone that he dared not to provoke. Seated nearby, Quinn stared blankly at Alexander, her expression momentarily dazed by the familiar face.

"How can you ask for mercy after trying to scam me? Where did all that confidence go from accusing her of scamming?"

He was referring to the way he had just berated Quinn. The man, feeling helpless, could only plead repeatedly, "I was wrong, I was wrong. I misunderstood this beautiful lady. It's my fault. Please forgive me!"

Upon seeing Alexander's indifference, the man redirected his entreaties towards Quinn. "Miss, I was mistaken earlier. Could you forgive me? I sincerely apologize to you. I'm truly sorry for my error. I misunderstood your intentions and falsely accused you of being a scammer..."

Quinn stared straight at him, taking a while to process his words, before looking up at Alexander.

Indeed... she had been wrong.

She shouldn't have acted recklessly or crossed the road without caution.

Observing a hint of softness in her eyes, the man's countenance brightened, and he eagerly awaited Alexander's response.

man a glance before finally lifting his foot and commanding, "Get

feet, darted into his car, and sped

onlookers around, seemingly surprised by the turn of events. This woman turned out not to be a fraudster, and she even

Alexander, given the recent rumors

a neighborhood near the school, predominantly populated by college students. To them,

the first live encounter with Alexander, a moment worth

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her lips; she still had some resistance to

face; his fingers were cold. However, this time, Quinn made no effort

her from the ground, carrying

before, she sat obediently in her seat, allowing

those people couldn't help

dating with Getty? Who was

praised for his deep affection for Getty, even when there were rumors involving Getty and Mr. Cox, he remained loyal. Journalists even captured moments of them shopping together. Alexander paid no attention to the speculations of these people and simply

exited the car and circled to the passenger side, opening the door to retrieve

at him. He carried her back to the bedroom