Love Unspoken

All eyes in the room instinctively turned towards the entrance.

With a determined stride, Alexander made his entrance, positioning himself not just beside Quinn, but more accurately, shielding her with his own body.

Witnessing his protective stance over Quinn, Kaitlyn's anger flared even more.

"Alexander, she's nothing but a dummy!" she spat out, her voice echoing in the room. "Is she really worth you defying me time and again?"

Her words, sharp and piercing, rang in Quinn's ears, causing her to wince.

Alexander met Kaitlyn's heated gaze with a frosty, icy stare. His eyes glinted with a cold light that sent a shiver down Kaitlyn's spine.

"It's not me who's defying you, Kaitlyn," Alexander retorted, his voice steady and calm. "It's you who's defying me. Haven't you realized that yet?"

Kaitlyn's face contorted with a mix of understanding and rage. "Me, defying you? I'm doing this for your own good! Why can't you see that I only want what's best for you?"

"Ridiculous," Alexander scoffed, his laughter sounding harsh in Kaitlyn's ears. "You claim to be doing this for my own good?"

His words were laced with a threatening undertone that made Kaitlyn tremble with fury. "What are you implying? Are you planning to continue to defy me?"

"It's not defiance," he replied, his tone turning blunt. "Aside from being my mother, what else do you have that's worth my opposition?"

Kaitlyn was left speechless, her eyes burning into Alexander. If looks could kill, he would have been dead on the spot.

"Fine, Alexander," she spat out, her voice bitter. "I've wasted years raising you. You're willing to cast me aside, your own mother, for the sake of this dummy. You truly are a fine son of mine."

Alexander regarded her with an impassive expression, allowing her to vent her anger without interruption.

Kaitlyn's anger seemed to amuse her. She snatched her bag from the couch, shooting a glance at Alexander before turning her gaze to Quinn.

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"Such a good son," she sneered, her words dripping with sarcasm. Her harsh gaze made Quinn feel small, causing her to lower her head in shame.

With a huff, Kaitlyn stormed out of the villa. The sound of her retreating footsteps echoed her peak of anger.

Once Kaitlyn was gone, Alexander turned his attention to the two nannies who had been eavesdropping nearby. They immediately averted their gaze and hurriedly retreated. Quinn tugged at Alexander's sleeve, drawing his attention. She gestured, asking if they were getting a divorce.

Alexander lowered his gaze to meet hers, his voice deep as he responded, "You believe everyone else, but you don't believe me, do you?"

Quinn's eyes flickered, and she quickly shook her head, gesturing that she did believe him. Only then did his icy expression soften slightly. His gaze fell on her damp clothes. "Why haven't you changed?"Quinn pursed her lips and gestured that she would go change immediately.

After her gesture, she moved past Alexander and headed upstairs.Alexander loosened his tie, still feeling uncomfortable. He tossed it casually onto the couch, retrieved a cigarette, and lit it. He sank back onto the couch, tilting his head back and exhaling a long trail of smoke.

When Quinn returned, she found him lounging on the couch in a disheveled state. One hand held a cigarette, hanging loosely by his side, while the other rested on the backrest of the couch.

His relaxed fingers appeared even longer and more elegant than usual.

Quinn approached him, bending down to look at him.

He discarded the cigarette, grasped Quinn's waist, and pulled her closer.

Caught off guard, Quinn stumbled into his arms, her hands instinctively gripping his shoulders. He reached up to caress Quinn's face, his gaze fixed on her, a faraway look in his eyes.

"Will you forget about me?" His words were soft, more of a murmur to himself than a question to her. Yet, his words weighed heavily on Quinn's heart, making it difficult for her to breathe.