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.

my

toying with it. "You mean this pile of

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

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

didn't give a damn about him when he was alive. Now that he's dead, you treat a pile of dirt

words cut deep. Quinn couldn't argue back

tried to

hard she tried. Frustrated, she shoved him back onto the sofa and lunged at him again. But he just tossed the package out the window. Quinn's eyes widened as she lunged forward, but she missed and hit the ground

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

turned to

back on the sofa, looking down at her like he just

flickered and turned red. She glared at

Walter had seen that look in

wanna kill