Love Unspoken

What was the reason for his sudden desire for a divorce? Upon seeing her, Alexander couldn't help but scoff. "What, still playing the innocent?" he sneered.

His slender fingers gently lifted Quinn's chin, forcing her to meet his gaze. "Just moments ago, you were begging for a divorce. Now, you're feigning innocence. Are you trying to make everyone believe I'm the one at fault here?" Quinn looked at him, her confusion evident.

She couldn't comprehend his words, his accusations. Her mind was a whirlwind, filled with his previous declaration of wanting a divorce.

His words had struck her like a lightning bolt, leaving her dazed and stunned.

After a moment, he stood, his tone brooking no argument. "I don't have time for games. Get up. We're getting a divorce." The realization hit Quinn like a punch to the gut. He wasn't joking. He truly meant to divorce her. Tears welled up in her eyes as she sat up, her movements causing her injured wrist to bleed anew."What did I do wrong?"

Quinn asked.Alexander's response was a cold, mocking laugh. "You didn't do anything wrong. It's me. Let's go."

His voice held a hint of self-derision and a chilling coldness. "I'm sorry. I made a mistake. I'll change," Quinn pleaded desperately.

His smile vanished, replaced by a flicker of anger in his eyes. He grabbed her injured wrist, causing her to wince in pain. "Quinn, don't test my patience. Let's go."

The pain in her wrist was intense, causing tears to fill her eyes. Before she could react, he had pulled her off the bed, her knees hitting the floor with a thud.

As she looked up at his indifferent face, her heart plummeted. Feeling the warmth seeping into his palm, Alexander abruptly released Quinn's wrist. The bandage that had previously been wrapped around it was now a bright red."Do you not "want me anymore?" Quinn asked.

Alexander looked at her, his gaze unreadable. A cold smile tugged at the corner of his mouth. "Is that amusing to you?"Quinn remained silent, her eyes downcast. After a long moment, she slowly rose to her feet. "I understand," she said quietly.

He no longer wanted her. She had always known that day would come, but she hadn't expected it to arrive so soon. Being with someone like her, a mute, was evidently not entertaining for him.Alexander turned and walked out, leaving Quinn alone in the room. She stood there for a long time, staring at her toes, until a knock on the door startled her.

She lifted her foot and walked out, her steps heavy.Outside, Alexander was already waiting in the car. Quinn opened the door and got in, not even bothering to fasten her seatbelt before he drove off. It seemed he was in a hurry.A bitter feeling welled up in Quinn's heart. Was he really so eager for a divorce? He remained silent throughout the drive.

On the console, a divorce agreement lay, its presence a stark reminder of their impending separation. Quinn stared at it, unable to remember when she had signed it.Half an hour later, they arrived at their destination.