Love Unspoken

Chapter 1204

When Quinn got back, Alexander was already up, sitting by the fire and staring hard at the cave entrance. "Where'd you go?" he asked.

Quinn glanced at the perilla in her arms and plopped down in front of him. "Feelin' any better?"

"Still kickin'," he said, his eyes roaming over her bare shoulders, checking her out from top to bottom.

Quinn caught his look and grabbed a coat from him to cover up, blocking his view.

Alexander chuckled. "You think I can do anything to you in this state?"

Quinn paused for a sec, ignored his comment, and started crushing the perilla to slap it on his wound.

He was still a bit feverish, and after she applied the stuff, sweat beaded on his forehead.

Quinn said, "You need to rest up. We'll talk when you're better."

Alexander suddenly hugged her. "You goin' out to hunt to feed me?"

Quinn was a bit taken aback. She could barely hunt; she was more likely to end up as some wild animal's dinner. "I'll figure something out. Just let go of me first," she said.

"I'm cold," Alexander said, tightening his grip.

Quinn tried to take off the coat she was wearing, but he stopped her. "Don't take it off, or I'll get turned on."

"Things are so messed up right now, and you can still get turned on?" Quinn said, feeling a bit speechless.

"If you keep your clothes on, I won't get turned on," Alexander remarked.

In the end, Quinn didn't take it off. She was afraid that before Alexander did anything, she wouldn't be able to handle it herself, especially since the medicine's effects hadn't worn off yet. After a while, she pushed Alexander away, stood up, and said, "I'll go collect some firewood. Rest up."

She walked out of the cave and started gathering firewood nearby to avoid running out like the previous night. She piled several stacks at the cave entrance.

Meanwhile, Walter had been in the village for two whole days without making any moves.

Sean had gone out and returned to find him still sitting at the entrance, sipping tea like he had all the time in the world. Sean couldn't help but step forward and ask, "Didn't you say you were gonna find Alistair? Why are you still sittin' here?"

Walter glanced at him and smiled faintly. "What's the rush? Alexander ain't coming out anytime soon. Why are you all so antsy?"

Sean sneered. Of course, he was anxious. He wanted to find Alistair ASAP, partly to stop him from escaping and partly 'cause he feared Alexander might not wanna come out after staying in the forest too long. "It's none of your business. If you're not gonna find him, then don't stay here," Sean said irritably.

"In that case, I won't stay here," Walter said slowly.

Then he patted the wrinkles on his pants, stood up leisurely, walked past Sean, and got into his car without looking back.

Sean stared blankly at the car. Did he really leave?

The others exchanged puzzled looks, not quite getting what Walter was up to.

After a moment, Sean realized what was happening and quickly ran to his car. "Follow him."

The car drove on the bumpy road, followed by several other cars. Walter turned his head slightly and looked through the rearview mirror.

He chuckled.

Sean kept following him, from the dirt road to the paved road, and then along the paved road for a long time.

As they approached the bustling area, Sean got a message on his phone.

He opened it and saw it was from an unknown number: [You bringing so many people 'cause you're afraid Alistair won't notice you?]

Sean was stunned and instinctively looked at the car in front of him.

He had been bringing a lot of people these days, but they never managed to catch Alistair, partly because of this reason. However, if he didn't bring enough people, he was worried they wouldn't be able to handle Alistair and his crew.

So it was a bit of a dilemma. Bringing people could easily alert Alistair, but not bringing enough people could mean they couldn't win a fight.

He thought for a while and finally decided to send everyone back. But before he could give the order, another message from Walter arrived.

Walter: [Have them split up and act separately. Don't stay together.]

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After a short walk, the fire in her hand fizzled out, leaving just some glowing embers. It was still tough to see, but hey, better than pitch black.

She crouched down, using the faint light to scrounge up some dry branches. While gathering firewood, she accidentally brushed against a few bugs, which totally freaked her out. She patted her chest, taking deep breaths. Even though she was scared, she kept searching for firewood under the trees. There wasn't much else around, but there were plenty of dry branches. She quickly bundled them up and hurried back. Once inside the cave, she felt a bit more at ease.

She let out a long breath, dropped the firewood on the ground, and noticed a few centipedes and some other creepy crawlies in the pile. Gritting her teeth, she grabbed a stone and smashed the centipedes that crawled out, then tossed the other bugs straight into the fire. While burning them, she kept glancing over, worried her noise would wake Alexander.

But honestly, she wasn't being quiet, and Alexander didn't wake up.

Usually, he'd wake up at the slightest noise, but now he was out cold.

Quinn hesitated for a sec, then carefully walked over to him, squatting down and reaching out a finger to check his breath. He was still alive.

She let out a sigh of relief, but before she could pull her hand back, her wrist was suddenly grabbed.

Looking up, she saw Alexander still had his eyes closed, just holding her hand.

A force pulled her wrist, and she fell into his arms, where he held her tight.

"Cold, let me hold you for a while," he croaked.

Quinn stayed still, pressing against his chest and listening to his steady heartbeat.

The fire beside them crackled, and she could smell the bugs burning.

The fire was about to die out again, so Quinn had to break free and toss in more firewood.

She glanced back at Alexander, his brows furrowed, and his forehead still sweaty.

Quinn walked back, reached out to touch his forehead, and found it still burning hot.

But he said he was cold.

She gritted her teeth and took off her clothes to cover him. She still had a dress underneath, though it was pretty torn up.

Since there was no one else around, she took off one sleeve and tied the torn dress into a few knots, barely covering her chest.

The firewood she had collected burned out, and it started to get light outside, making it barely possible to see.

Quinn grabbed a dagger and headed out again.

Finding food was a no-go; she was on the hunt for herbs. Besides mugwort, she didn't recognize much else. She pulled up a lot of mugwort and found a cluster of perilla on her way back. Quinn was kinda excited; perilla seemed useful and maybe better than mugwort.

She dropped the mugwort and ran over, cutting a big bunch of perilla with her dagger. She even thought about taking the whole cluster back.

But as she pulled aside the vines, a black-and-white snake coiled in the grass, making her face go pale. She dropped the vines and stumbled back.

She tripped over something and fell to the ground.

She watched the snake slither out of the grass, her limbs weak. The perilla she had picked fell, and she didn't dare move, instinctively gripping the dagger.

Quinn was ready for a life-and-death showdown with the snake, but to her surprise, the snake ignored her and slithered away.

She let out a sigh of relief, trembling as she got up from the ground. She then picked up the fallen perilla and, not daring to take more, hurried back with what she had.

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By the flickering firelight, Quinn finally noticed how pale Alexander looked-way paler than he had been earlier.

Alexander grabbed her hand and pulled it away from his forehead. "I'm good. Just gotta sweat it out."

His voice was weak, and even his coughs sounded feeble.

Quinn squatted down to check his wound.

In this weather, it probably wasn't a cold; more likely, his wound was infected and causing a fever. If that was the case, they were in deep trouble.

She untied the cloth strips on his body. The wound on his arm looked the same, but there was a swollen area on his back, the deepest part of the wound, showing signs of pus. "Your wound's infected," Quinn said, worried, glancing at him. "What do we do? Got any disinfectant in your pocket?"

Alexander shook his head, a bit amused. "Nope, you really think I carry everything in my pockets, huh?"

"So, what now?" Quinn asked.

"I won't die," he said, looking at her again. "Are you worried about me, or worried you won't get out?"

Quinn opened her mouth, ready to say the latter, but when she saw the serious look in his deep eyes, she held back.

Unlike his usual teasing, this time he was dead serious.

So she swallowed her words.

Alexander stared at her for a long time, and when he didn't get an answer, he looked away and tossed some firewood into the fire.

"Don't worry. I won't die that easily. Even if I do, I'll make sure you get out first," he said calmly.

Quinn's eyes flickered. She lowered her head and was silent for a moment before suddenly getting up and heading out.

Before she could leave, Alexander grabbed her wrist. "Where you going?"

"I'm going to get some water to boil. You got salt, right? We can use saltwater to clean your wound." She added, "I'll be right outside, not going far." It was late, and she didn't dare go far.

Alexander let go of her.

Quinn went outside, dug some soil near the spring, and made a makeshift pot. There were a few banana leaves in the cave, almost dry but still usable. After cleaning them, she lined the pot with the leaves, filled it with spring water, and brought it back to boil over the fire.

She tore a piece of the bedsheet, washed it in the water, and then poured the remaining half bottle of salt into the boiling water.

"You used it all up. What are we gonna eat?" Alexander asked.

"Who cares about eating when your life's on the line?" Quinn soaked the cloth in the water for two minutes, then took it out to clean his wound. He seemed really weak now, sitting quietly without his usual teasing.

Quinn cleaned his wound over and over until the water was completely cool, then she put down the cloth.

She asked Alexander, "Feeling any better?"

Alexander smirked. "It's not that quick."

Quinn pressed her lips together and draped the remaining piece of the bedsheet over him. "Then rest for a while. I'll tend the fire."

Alexander leaned against the cave wall, watching her with lowered eyes.

"And you say you don't care about me," he said.

threw more wood into the fire, not wanting to talk to him,

gone. She glanced back at Alexander,

because of the fever or the

should make

anything. She started to get nervous as soon as she stepped out. But the fire was almost out.

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drop of dew splashed on her face. She shot up, touched her face, and sighed in relief when she realized it was

was nowhere to be

a moment of confusion, she started looking for

few minutes later, she spotted him coming from a distance, and she felt

lugging some banana

clearing, dropped

the stuff on the ground. "Aren't we leaving

the way and found the direction of the cave. Let's

felt a bit more at ease. Being in the cave was better than being out in the wild; at least

lot of wild veggies

they packed the leftover

they trekked through the forest, they ran into a bunch of unfamiliar creatures, and

quite a distance without realizing it. When the forest darkened, Quinn finally saw the familiar cave, which felt like

plopped down on the ground, exhausted. After two days away, the

Quinn looked at the sky outside, unsure of how long they had been stuck in this

Alexander, "Can we

at Quinn, and said, "After we get out,

said helplessly, "Why are

question. After we get out, can

Quinn fell silent.

seem ungrateful, she couldn't bring

won't get

stunned. "What

the ground casually, resting his head on his arms as if giving up. "Since you don't plan to see me after we get out, why should I risk

had indeed seen how dangerous it was; his injuries were still

bit her lip, thought for a moment, but still didn't know

was also very

day, she leaned against the

a bout of coughing. Quinn opened her eyes and saw Alexander sitting by the fire, adding wood while

sat up straight. "What's wrong with

cave, and even from a distance, Quinn could feel the heat. Yet he said he was cold, which

fever?" she asked, all

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shameless. "What kind of fortune did our village strike? Is

people in our village work hard and earn their living honestly, unlike your

was referring to how the family had picked

that, they had already discussed

Shawn's family were

dollars. It's nothing close to a

clear-he would extort even more if

what he said.

"N-Nothing."

already made a deal with Kayla. Once he got rid of Felicia, the wealth of the Fuller family would naturally fall to her.

villagers

with himself. Meanwhile, the others in the village were unwilling to

called for his grandson and instructed, "Lucas, go find Felicia. Tell her Shawn is

"Got it!"

quickly abandoned his

in Alverton that had long been abandoned. Since Felicia had cut ties with them due to her traumatic

had been living

the still-warm hearth. These were left over from breakfast, and Macey had tossed them in, knowing Felicia

but once peeled, they released steam and smelled wonderfully sweet.

got to eat sweet potatoes, he still felt hungry when he saw them

to him. "Here, this is for you. Be careful, it's hot. I'll peel another one." "Thank you,

down. After taking a few bites, he remembered his grandfather's instructions and reported, "Felicia, my grandpa sent me to tell you that Shawn is back and making a fuss. He said

else did

nodded, his cheeks full, "Grandpa also said that brat hasn't

help

already lost a couple of fingers. He was likely desperate, clinging to Kayla and trying

wonder why

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had arrived. However, when the car door swung open and

married women by the river multiple times, often leading to confrontations. Yet Howell and Tabitha, his parents, were utterly shameless. They not only failed to get any justice but were also experts at turning the tables and blaming

his name became synonymous with disgrace. Naturally, the

were quick to steer

above that of the villagers, whom he looked down upon as

he could say a word, the villager scoffed. "Make sure to take good care of that rented car. Otherwise, you might

face flushed with

car

50 million dollars from the Fuller family, he bought a sports car, but Lance seized it to cover his debts. So, he was left with no choice

en

frogs in a well, you dare to look down on me? Do you even

glance and retorted, "What status? What's the

hand was wrapped in thick bandages.

this remark, Shawn's face twisted with rage. "Did Felicia

responded to

darkened further as he spat out, "That little brat thinks she's untouchable, but I'll deal with her

typically kind-hearted, he wasted no time

eyes glinting with malice. Just as he was about to retaliate, other villagers rushed in to pull him

His expression was a mix of anger and

ready to explode,

I.ne

noticed how much had changed in the village. Behind the village lay fields abundant with. crops and further ahead were fows

seemed to have lifted, and every household had repaired their homes. There were even numerous construction projects underway, depicting a scene

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and she dug her nails deep into her palms as she suppressed the almost frenzied and twisted emotions threatening to erupt. She managed to hold back her anger, though just barely. "Arnie, my foot hurts. Can you carry me over there?" she

had traveled such a long way to get here; it was impossible for her to be sent away now. For this reason, Kayla would have to

felt a sense of helplessness but ultimately did not refuse. He examined her foot and found nothing wrong with it, yet Kayla insisted that she had injured it in the accident and couldn't walk. "Arnie, I really can't walk

and after being terrified all night, her face was pale and

down, offering, "Get on my back. I'll

as she jumped

gazes, Arnold carried

was no big deal for the villagers since they didn't know them, but the students participating in the training

with all the other families' houses already full and Kayla stubbornly refusing to be separated from him,

one empty room in that

Kayla's foot and confirmed it wasn't serious. Feeling relieved, he placed her on the bed and turned to

en

grabbed his arm, "Arnie, where are you going? Are you really going to leave me here alone? I'm not familiar with this place, and I'm scared..." Arnold had

pitiful facade as her shoulders trembled and her eyes glistened with

Arnold's heart soften, but he still insisted, "You get some rest. I'll be in the living room. If you need anything, just call me." With

way to a burgeoning anger that threatened to explode! "Felicia!" she

the thorn

snapped, "Why haven't you arrived yet? It's been two days! Have you gotten everything prepared? Don't you

as if he were driving. "It's all

felt

had invested was considerable. As long as Shawn's actions bore fruit, it would alDbe

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Felicia didn't bother to find

left that Kayla finally snapped back to reality from the shock of the night before. Clinging tightly to Arnold's waist, she looked up at him with teary eyes and said, "Arnie,

to say, "This slope isn't high; it's not as dangerous as you think." However, the words were caught in his throat, and he ultimately swallowed them. Instead, he said, "It's alright now.

It was only after Felicia scolded him that he realized his

was too late to say

would disappear. Her pitiful appearance made it difficult for

a group of students who had heard about the incident rushed over to see

didn't she? She must have rushed over in the middle

had only gotten wind of the situation because her good friend, Olivia, had informed her to come quickly to

resentment toward Kayla after yesterday's events, her hatred

Felicia's life

hesitation and said, "Kayla, what terrible duck you had, getting into a car accident. Thankfully, you're okay. Otherwise, wouldn't Mr. Lawson

Arnold could clearly hear it. He shot her a glance,

scared. She began to pick up on the indifference on Arnold's face, and her

Arnold better than she did, and it was clear that something had happened over the past few days. Otherwise, he wouldn't be so distant

gaze and was taken aback to find that he was consistently looking in Felicia's

been paying attention to me these past few days. You even hung up on me yesterday. Do you know I almost died? I

Arnold seemed to tune her out

a pained smile and asked, "Arnie,

an unexpected reaction from Arnold. He immediately denied it, his voice filled with resistance as he replied, "Don't talk nonsense. How could

disdain was unmasked. While Kayla initially wanted to laugh, the smile slowly faded from her

toward a woman, even if he verbally claimed not to like her, often indicated that

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"Ruben, what caused

He was always on standby and had years of driving experience, so it was unusual for such an accident

familiar with

also taken out her frustration on him by kicking his seat

focus for just a moment, causing the car to veer off the road and get stuck on the edge of the slope. From their perspective inside the vehicle, it felt like they were hanging over a precipice, so they didn't dare

more Ruben thought about it, the angrier he became. If it hadn't been for Kayla distracting him, the

they were trapped inside the car, Kayla said many hurtful things. She declared that he wasn't fit to be a driver for the Fuller family

it hadn't been for his reason, he would

he reflected on this, he tightened his

If Kayla pushed him too far, he

Felicia didn't pry further.

felt relieved

Gibbs, who had been scolded by Arnold earlier, tried to leave but was stopped by Felicia.

She walked

to Arnold and saw

up to

he was

crying. He

had just endured

separation. Unable to hold back, she spoke up,

and turned his attention to Felicia. "What is

impatient. Her tone was cold as she stated, "You should apologize

tugged at Felicia's sleeve. "Licia, let's just let

she let it

Felicia stood her ground.

a daughter around Felicia's age who was studying in another city. Any daughter would be upset if

asking for a piece of Arnold's flesh. An apology

Regardless of the