Love Unspoken

Chapter 1278

Walter stood by the window, peering down. Under the dim streetlight, Quinn was crouched on the ground, carefully scooping up the soil. She placed it back on the cloth, tied it up tight, and cradled it in her arms, just like Alexander used to hold her.

When she came back, she clung to the bundle and didn't say a word to Walter. She just sat on the bed, lost in her thoughts. Walter watched her for a bit, then suddenly broke the silence, "Quinn, you know who that person is?"

Quinn's eyelashes fluttered, and she looked up at him.

Walter sneered, "So what if you know? Gonna get revenge?"

Quinn ignored his taunt and asked, "Who is it?"

"Someone you can't mess with," Walter replied.

Quinn stared at him, her voice rough, "What will it take for you to tell me?"

"Depends on my mood," Walter said, all casual-like.

Quinn locked eyes with him for a moment, knowing she wouldn't get any answers. She turned away, ignoring him.

her, and reached out to touch her face,

fingers hung in the air for a second before

you somewhere,"

Quinn shot

Don't regret it later,"

hesitated, still

"Guess Abigail isn't that important to you. If

He turned to leave.

reached the door, Quinn chased after him and grabbed

a faint smile on his face as

him intensely. "If I don't see Abigail, this is the last

arms, he demanded, "Don't bring that." Quinn frowned and held

you'd rather choose it. Is Abigail less important than

it?" Walter shot

and said

was dead, using the most casual tone to

gaze was so broken, with a hint of pleading, Walter didn't respond. He just watched her for a moment, then sighed and walked out without saying anything more about

She was