Love Unspoken

"Get out of the car first," Alexander said, opening the door and stepping out.

Quinn pouted but followed him out.

Orion noticed her looking down and shot Alexander a suspicious glance. "What's up with her? Didn't she sleep?" Alexander gave him a look. "What's it to you? Just get inside and finalize the divorce."

Orion smirked, not bothering to argue. Since they were getting divorced, he had no reason to care about Quinn anymore.

To make sure Orion didn't back out, Charles had sent someone to follow him. So when they got to the window, there were four of them, and the staff couldn't help but take a few extra glances, probably never having seen such a big fuss over a divorce.

In about ten minutes, Orion had two freshly issued divorce certificates in his hands. He looked at them, noting how they were similar to the marriage certificates from last time, except now they said "Divorce."

months. Now it's over. But it doesn't seem to matter much. Even though we were married, we never really spent time together. It felt more like a charade, a mere

hand suddenly snatched his divorce

through the certificate, then tore it in half and tossed it in the trash. "No need to keep something that doesn't belong to

angry at the mockery, retorted, "You're wrong. Even though we're divorced and

existed, there will be traces," Orion said smugly, knowing this was proof he had been with Quinn. It was something Alexander could

him for a couple of seconds, then turned and pulled Quinn

fading into loneliness. He walked to the trash can, picked up the torn

only cause her further harm in the end. Last time, her memory regressed to when she was five because she

day that anyone could tell something was wrong. So, the elderly professor was brought to the hospital