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.

clear, and its reflection shimmered on the surface of the sea. When the wind blew, the moonlight shattered into fragments, turning into white, scaly light that rippled across the water's

monitoring, so when the signal was abruptly cut off, the headquarters knew something had gone wrong. Although the details were unclear, the

received the news and rushed to the dock to wait for updates. Out of the hundreds of people on the ship, only Hetastian and seven others had returned. Yes, just eight people. This was Hetastian's final decision. If those family members found out that the ship sank due to an explosion, the outcome would be

afford to die. As for the others, headquarters could handle them

might be missing out on

same - Alexander had yet to return. Walter furrowed his brow. He made several more calls, but they all went unanswered. Finally, he called Landon, and

Walter said, "That's strange."

could neither of them be reachable? Alexander

fuel from several other yachts, enough to run for at least twenty hours. The situation of being unable to contact them left only two possibilities. Either

sounds of birds and the fragrance of

Walter called, "Mr. Smith."

look at him and threw the black chess piece in his hand into the chess pot. "Walter,

shook his head. "Not really. The cruise ship sank, and many people died; but that's not

that Alexander and