Love Unspoken

Forty minutes later, they finally rolled up to the town hospital.

Quinn helped Alexander off the horse, leaving him there, and sprinted inside to get some help. Soon enough, he was wheeled into the ER.

Quinn plopped down outside, pulled out her phone, and saw Walter had called her a minute ago.

She turned off the screen, stared at the red light of the ER, and glanced at the blood on her fingers, her face a mix of emotions.

Walter looked at his phone, saw the call had disconnected, and tossed it aside.

Soren was cleaning up a mess of bloody gauze on the floor, stuffing it into a bag. He hunched his shoulders and softly said, "Mr. Mellon, your injury's pretty bad. You need to chill and stop moving around." Walter shot him a look.

Soren shrank further into his collar, his eyes darting around, not daring to meet Walter's gaze.

"You've been around Alexander for a while, huh?" Walter suddenly asked.

"Not really, I spend more time with Ms. Mellon," Soren replied.

Walter leaned back on the sofa, thinking of Alexander's face, a cold smile creeping onto his lips. "Is he always this shameless in private?" he asked.

don't know," Soren

What did Alexander do

a glance at Walter, who had that cold smile and a face pale from blood

there was a weird beauty to

try to off Alexander and end

Soren quickly packed up

It was almost dawn when

out, and Quinn rushed over,

out from a fever," the doctor

asked,

makes it tough for him to handle this climate. He shouldn't stay in this high-altitude area, or it'll

a check-up. Anyway, he doesn't

"Does his coughing up blood have anything to do

up blood?"

wasn't there a lot of blood on him?"

said, "I don't know. It

even started doubting