Love Unspoken

Alexander rolled up his shirt sleeves, revealing half of his arms. He was holding a cigarette, the collar open. His hair was a bit messy, with a few strands falling.

His appearance was clearly very irritable.

Getty hesitated, afraid of being scolded, but if she didn't go, she didn't know where she could find him next time.

After much thought, she still walked over.

She came to Alexander's side, staring at the ashtray in front of him, not knowing how many cigarettes he had smoked.

Before Getty could speak, she heard him say, "Get out."

She stood still, squatted down beside Alexander, her hands on his legs, looking up at him. "Alexander, did I do something wrong, or did I make you angry somewhere? Don't treat me like this, okay?"

Alexander just kept smoking, not looking at her. His attitude made Getty's heart sink even more, and she couldn't help but shed tears again. "Alexander, if I did something wrong, at least tell me clearly; let me understand. Please don't ignore me like this. Don't be so indifferent to me, okay?"

The more Getty spoke, the sadder she became. "You never treated me like this before."

wouldn't humiliate her, particularly in public, nor

interrupted her. "Getty, I'm

her face turning pale,

to Amber

fingers suddenly tightened, and almost without hesitation, she shook her head. "No, I'm not going back. I want to be with

devoid of any emotion, or rather, they were chillingly indifferent. He

face paled, looking

misheard and asked uncertainly, "What did

"I said it's over

as if these few years between them had never existed, as if it was just a dream Getty had made up herself. Getty stared

to find

to rescue her, which appeared almost surreal. "You..." Getty opened

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placed it on the table.

on the ground in a daze, looking at the check that he had