Love Unspoken

Alexander stared at her for a while before speaking in a low voice. "It's not your business."

Quinn bit her lip and didn't move.

The smell of blood on him was strong. Whenever Quinn closed her eyes, she would think of him unconscious, making her fear that he might die.

If he really died, she wouldn't know what to do.

Alexander asked, "Are you cold?"

Quinn nodded. The night on the island was indeed cold. Even though they were in the cabin, the chilly wind kept blowing in; and they were both dressed lightly.

Alexander took another towel and draped it over both of them, holding her tighter.

Quinn's cheek was against his chest; and she listened to his heartbeat. Even in the wilderness, she felt particularly reassured.

Having not slept for a day and a night, she was exhausted and soon fell asleep in his arms.

reflection shimmered on the surface of the sea.

he got off the ship, numerous people surrounded him. The cruise ship had route monitoring, so when the signal was abruptly cut off, the headquarters knew something had gone wrong. Although the details

and seven others had returned. Yes, just eight people. This was Hetastian's final decision. If those

who couldn't afford to die. As for the others, headquarters could handle them completely. When the crowd saw that only a few had returned,

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the same - Alexander had yet to return. Walter furrowed his brow. He made several more calls, but they all went

Walter said, "That's strange."

could neither of them be reachable? Alexander

them left only two possibilities. Either they were dead, or they were lost at sea. Whichever it was, the

fragrance of flowers, an

Walter called, "Mr. Smith."

in his hand into the chess pot. "Walter,

shook his head. "Not really. The cruise ship sank, and

and Quinn can't