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.

was clear, and its reflection shimmered on the surface of the sea.

The cruise ship had route monitoring, so when the signal was abruptly cut off, the headquarters knew something had gone

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

handle them completely. When the crowd saw that only a few had returned, the dock instantly erupted into chaos. Taking advantage of the chaos, Hetastian

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through. He called Volume again, and the result was the same - Alexander had yet to return. Walter furrowed his brow. He

Walter said, "That's strange."

frowned. How could neither of them be reachable? Alexander should have

of being unable to contact them left only two possibilities. Either they were dead, or they

sounds of birds and the fragrance of flowers, an elderly man in a suit was playing

Walter called, "Mr. Smith."

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

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