Love Unspoken

The coldness on Alexander's face was clearly visible at this moment; his eyes seemed to be able to freeze people.

"No." Along with Quinn's gasping, a few intermittent words also popped out of her mouth.

Orion also widened his eyes, looking at Quinn in astonishment.

She actually spoke.

Orion thought it was his illusion before dying, and then a few words came out of her mouth with difficulty. "Please, don't!"

Alexander looked down at her; not only did he not waver because of her pleading, but the killing intent became more and more obvious. His knuckles holding the dagger turned white, and the next moment, he grabbed Orion's hair, and the dagger in his hand fiercely fell! "Alexander Kennedy!" Suddenly, Quinn burst out with a hoarse shout, exceptionally loud in the warehouse, with echoes lingering. Alexander paused his movement, the tip of the knife stopping less than one inch from Orion's neck.

Orion stared at the dagger, his eyes fixed and unblinking.

In just two minutes, he had come close to death on two occasions, then twice more. Even if Alexander didn't kill him, he would be scared to death.

And suddenly, Alexander turned his head and looked at Quinn.

Quinn tightly held onto Alexander's leg, tears streaming down her face as she looked at him, her body shaking violently from crying.

Trembling lips, she slowly uttered a few words, "Please don't make me hate you!"

Alexander's eyes flickered. "Hate me?"

Quinn was at a loss. She had no way at all, and she really didn't know how to save Orion.

She looked at Alexander impXavierngly, her hair messy and sticking to her face, drenched in sweat.

She could only beg him.

She was begging him in every possible way.

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If Orion died because of her, she would owe Orion a life; she would become a murderer, a sinner.

The rest of her life would be spent in nightmares, never at peace.

Alexander reached out, gripping her chin. "Did you just say you hate me?"

Quinn also realized what she had said, shaking her head vigorously.

Alexander chuckled.

"Do you hate me for him?"

Quinn's lips trembled slightly, her fingers clutching his trouser leg tightened, seemingly provoking him more.

Alexander stared at her for a moment, ignoring her, looking back at Orion, seemingly contemplating how to make Orion die more miserably.

Quinn couldn't find any way.

In desperation, she stood up from the ground and pushed Alexander with force.

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Just like in the morning, he was actually pushed out; even Quinn herself was somewhat skeptical.

She watched Alexander take two steps back, supported by Kyle behind him.

"Alexander." Kyle's face was full of concern, and he could only see clearly just now Quinn's palm had landed exactly where Alexander was injured.

And Quinn also realized that under Alexander's windbreaker, he seemed to be wearing a hospital gown.

A pained expression flashed between Alexander's brows, but it was fleeting, overshadowed by more killing intent.

Quinn gestured, "This is all my fault; I should just die; I'll atone for it."

A vein on Alexander's forehead twitched; he stared at Quinn's gesturing fingers and chuckled softly.

His laughter sent shivers down everyone's spine in the room.

Fortunately, at this moment, a group of people came in.

It was none other than William.