Love Unspoken

Kaitlyn listened to these words, her eyes blurred with tears, yet she couldn't utter a single word.

Alexander's voice was calm as if he were telling someone else's story.

"I had a dog. It was disobedient, so I hit it. Maybe I pushed it too far, and it bit me." He looked at Kaitlyn calmly. "Even a dog will bite when it's extremely angry, let alone a person." Kaitlyn called out, "Alexander..."

Alexander said, "Get some rest. I need to go to the police station."

With that, Alexander rose and left the bedroom.

From beginning to end, Alexander's emotions were eerily stable. Rather than the heart-wrenching interrogations and fury, it was his calm demeanor that was truly terrifying.

Because Kaitlyn knew that he only showed no emotion when facing someone insignificant.

It wasn't worth it, nor was it necessary.

This was something Kaitlyn had once taught him.

Kaitlyn raised her hand to cover her face, closing her eyes in exhaustion, tears streaming down her cheeks.

No one had expected things to come to this point.

When had Alexander started to change so drastically?

time, vaguely remembering that it was about six years ago,

hospital, he never smiled the

accident really change a person's

up straight, hurriedly grabbed her phone

me the treatment records from

but said, "That shouldn't

do it as

into the living room, where he found the nanny teaching Quinn how to knit a

get the hang of it. After

"Like this, through here, loop it around, then pull it through

a friendly reminder that if you're not reading this book on nel5s.org, you might be missing

fascinating. She tried it herself and succeeded this time, giving the nanny a delighted

Kennedy." The nanny quickly put down what she was holding and

head slightly, signaling

the things

the item in

gently pulled at her own clothes, signaling that she was knitting a piece

asked again, "Who is it

then affectionately rubbed her belly. After all, Alexander had mentioned it himself. She was expecting their baby; so naturally, the knitting was intended for the baby. She suddenly thought Alexander

Quinn for a moment,

showing him her knitting needles, indicating she had learned and would soon