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.

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

fingers hung in the air for a second

you somewhere,"

not going," Quinn shot back

it later," Walter

hesitated, still not

added, "Guess Abigail isn't that important to you. If you don't wanna go,

He turned to leave.

door, Quinn chased after him and grabbed

a faint smile on his face as

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

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

Abigail and the dirt, you'd rather choose it. Is Abigail less important than the

is it?" Walter shot

complex, and

was dead, using the most casual

pleading, Walter didn't respond. He just watched her for a moment, then sighed

was powerless