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.

over to her, and reached out to touch her face, but she turned

fingers hung in the air for a second before he

take you somewhere," he

not going," Quinn

Don't regret it

hesitated, still not

that important to you. If you don't wanna go, forget

He turned to leave.

the door, Quinn chased after him and grabbed

stopped, a faint smile on his face as he looked back at her.

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

bundle in her arms, he demanded, "Don't bring that." Quinn frowned

Is Abigail less important than the dirt,

is it?" Walter shot

complex, and said with difficulty,

to admit Alexander was dead, using the most casual tone

moment, then sighed and walked

this feeling. She was