Love Unspoken

Facebook messages popped up one after another was following.

Getty:[Alexander, come save me, I'm lost.]

[There's someone following me, I'm so scared.]

[I'm in Sylvadora.]

Alexander furrowed his brow, and he answered when the phone rang again. He stood a bit further away to avoid Quinn.

He asked, "Why do you run to Sylvadora?"

Getty on the phone sobbed, "I come to find you, you leave me alone in Amber Bay, I'm so lonely."

Alexander continued, "Where are you now?"

"I don't know, I don't know the way here. I get off the plane and take a taxi to the hotel, but the driver deviate from the navigation. I pretend to be sick and get off to vomit, then I run away." She cried, "I don't know where I am now, it's so dark, I'm scared, I dare not take a taxi."

brow, feeling somewhat annoyed, "Who asked you to

why are you so fierce! Fine, I don't need you to care and let me fend for myself. You're busy with that dummy now, you

hung-up phone, then glanced

night sky with a pure smile in her eyes, and she was

quickly to her side, patting her back,

him, she silently

didn't explain but just pointed to a seat nearby, saying, "Sit there if the fireworks

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lips and nodded obediently when she looked at him with a hint of urgency in

again,

that said, he left without looking

into the crowd

to the spot Alexander designated to sit down, holding his coat and a half-drunk milk tea, staring blankly at the sky. The surrounding noise grew louder and the bustling crowd became more glaring. Quinn

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chapter anywhere else. Happy reading! Meanwhile, Getty was navigating through dark alleys, her high heels off and in her hand, temporarily evading the person behind her. She didn't know if it was the driver chasing her or someone else, but she