Love Unspoken

Chapter 1296

"Why ain't you eating?" Abigail asked, looking all puzzled.

Quinn stayed quiet for a sec, then reluctantly shoved the meat in her mouth. The second she bit into it, the greasy BBQ taste made her stomach flip. She dropped her fork, clutched her chest, and gagged into the trash can. But after a few dry heaves, nothing came out.

Abigail stared at her, wide-eyed. "Is it really that bad?"

Quinn grabbed the water cup on the table and took a big gulp. "Maybe I'm just used to eating light stuff. This greasy food is too much for me."

"Really?" Abigail asked, giving her a skeptical look, then ladled Quinn a bowl of soup with some chicken floating in it.

"Try this. The chicken should be pretty light," she suggested.

sips. Seeing this, Abigail let out a sigh of relief. She rearranged the dishes

today. I'm

urging her to head upstairs. Quinn went upstairs, glanced towards the master bedroom, hesitated for

wasn't actually sleepy, just tired and wanting some alone

phone and shot a message to Kyle, asking him to send over the info on the Mellon

downloaded the files, which

to go through all this info, not to mention if she could remember it all.

skim through it. I'll swing by

out a sigh of relief. "Okay,

the content with her mouse. The room was quiet, and a gentle breeze

hadn't slept in ages, and her mind was

know when she closed her eyes, but once again, those bizarre images popped up. The scene of Alexander falling kept flashing before her eyes. In her dream, she kept telling herself that he was dead. She couldn't fight the thoughts