Love Unspoken

Chapter 1277

Quinn gave a quick nod and followed the doc inside. There was a room just for changing clothes. She slipped into the room, threw on a cleanroom suit, and headed over to Sean's bedside.

The doc checked Sean out. His vitals were still super weak, like he could kick the bucket any second. Quinn stared at Sean, her eyes all sad and stuff.

She couldn't do jack except hope he'd pull through.

She'd asked about Sean's stuff, but the doc was being all careful and didn't hand it over.

Later that night, Quinn went back to her own room, only to find Walter chilling there.

He was lounging in a chair, a lazy grin on his face as he looked at her.

"Did you find him?" he asked, all playful, totally not matching Quinn's down mood.

Quinn glanced at him, then at the cabinet, her face shifting a bit.

take my stuff?" she

with it. "You mean this pile of

"junk," Quinn felt a stab in her heart. She suddenly lunged forward to grab the package

reach. "It's just a pile of dirt. Why are you freaking out?" he

her more, he added cruelly, "You didn't give a damn about him when he was alive. Now that he's dead, you treat a pile

argue back 'cause she knew

tried to

couldn't reach it no matter how hard she tried. Frustrated, she shoved him back onto the sofa and lunged at him again. But

the package scatter in the air, the reddish-brown dirt falling, some of it getting in her eyes, stinging like

to

back on the sofa, looking down at

She glared at Walter with

time Walter had seen that look in

like that, you wanna kill me