Love Unspoken

Chapter 1078

Quinn shut off her phone and strolled over to the window, peering outside. The snow had finally stopped, but everything was still blanketed in white, making it tough to figure out which way was which. Meanwhile, Alexander had ditched Elmrest Springs, heading for some more deserted spot. Sean, feeling a bit jittery, snagged some self-defense gear whenever he spotted it for sale along the way. But just two days in, it started snowing again, forcing them to hit pause on their trip.

This stop-and-go routine dragged on until April.

It was still snowing in April, but not as much. Most of the snow had melted, leaving just a few random white piles here and there on the road.

This place was seriously vast and empty. During their second escape from being hunted, their pursuers seemed to have lost their trail.

Not much surveillance out here, after all.

Suddenly, their car sputtered to a stop by the roadside. Sean hopped out and popped the hood, revealing smoke billowing out.

"Mr. Kennedy, looks like the engine's toast," Sean said after a quick look. "This car's pretty solid, though. Lasted a few months on these rough roads before giving out," he added with a sigh. Alexander just gave him a glance, then opened the car door and grabbed a coat.

It was a black, ultra-thick, long down jacket. Even though it was heavy, Alexander's tall frame made it look sleek. From a distance, he still looked sharp and imposing.

over his head, and

arms and told Sean, "Hurry up and fix

here." Alexander ignored him and scanned the area. All he could see was the vast grassland. The grass was mostly yellowed and wilted, with some patches still covered in snow. In the distance, he spotted

riding motorcycles and some leading horses, giving off a

looking around,

barked, Liberty

turned to look, the two dogs had already bolted far

chasing a horse, or more accurately,

in black and white and had

Alexander frowned.

chasing too close and barking too excitedly, making the woman on the horse

though they were far apart, that glance changed

farther away, standing there in a daze. She

gust of wind blew, snapping him out of it. He suddenly rushed towards

said, "Mr. Kennedy, the engine's out of oil. In my backup