Love Unspoken

Quinn lowered her gaze at Alexander, her eyes somewhat dazed.

Alexander helped her put on both shoes and then looked up at her.

They locked eyes for a moment; something seemed to flash in his deep blue eyes too fast for Quinn to catch.

Alexander tried to stand up, but halfway through, he frowned, staggering a bit. He managed to grab onto the balcony in time to prevent himself from falling.

Seeing this, Quinn hurriedly stood up, reaching out to support him, a hint of worry on her face.

Alexander lowered his head for a moment, and then when he looked up again, his expression returned to normal. He gently touched Quinn's head. "It's okay. Don't worry."

Quinn's gaze lingered on his face for a moment, ultimately choosing to believe his words and letting go of him.

At that moment, Quinn's phone rang.

She turned to look at her phone on the coffee table, feeling that the pink phone should be hers.

She immediately left Alexander and went inside to answer the call.

She picked up the phone and saw that it was Orion calling. After a moment of hesitation, she slid to answer and put it to her ear.

Orion's voice came through the phone. "I thought you were ignoring me; you finally decided to pick up. Christmas is coming soon. Do you have any place you want to go?"

Quinn couldn't speak, and Orion found it strange. "You were talking before; why are you silent now?"

As Orion finished speaking, the phone was snatched from Quinn's hand.

"If you're feeling lonely, I can help you with that." Alexander's voice came through, instantly quieting the phone call.

After a few seconds of silence, Orion asked, "Are you with her now?"

"The answer is obvious; why do you ask?" Alexander retorted.

Annoyed, Orion said, "You two are already divorced; why keep her around?"

"What's it to you?" Alexander replied.

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"What do you think? She's my wife now. Alexander, do you have some strange fetish? Do you just like other men's wives?" Orion was angry.

At this, Alexander's gaze darkened. "It seems you haven't learned your lesson."

Orion chuckled. "What? Do you want to chop off someone's fingers? Or perhaps, do you want to kill someone? Do you want to kill me? Is that it? I'm waiting for you, come at me!" With that, he hung up the phone. Alexander tossed the phone back on the table and glanced indifferently at Quinn. Whatever expression he wore no longer mattered.

After all, she wouldn't remember.

"Are you hungry?" asked Alexander to Quinn.

Quinn nodded. She was indeed hungry.

Alexander dialed the internal line by the bedside and ordered a meal to be brought up.

When food arrived, Quinn sat at the table and ate voraciously.

Lost in the world of this story? Make sure you're on Ñe5s.org to catch every twist and turn. The next chapter awaits, exclusively on our site. Dive in now! Alexander sat beside her, watching her eat.

She didn't remember anything so that she wouldn't feel sad or upset. She just ate when she was hungry and slept when she was tired, without a care in the world. For her, waking up from a nap meant a new day as long as her condition didn't worsen.

The only consolation was that no matter how much her memory deteriorated, Alexander remained deeply rooted in her memories.

As long as she opened her eyes and saw that familiar face, her recollections of the past were beautiful, allowing her to feel at ease and unafraid.

After dinner, Alexander, as usual, took her to the bathroom to bathe.

He filled the bathtub with water, had Quinn sit in it, and carefully helped her bathe.

It was unclear to which year her memory had regressed, but when Alexander bathed her, she no longer blushed.

She naturally undressed in front of him, obediently sitting in the bathtub.