Love Unspoken

The tension in Alexander's expression eased slightly, and he pulled her up from the bed. "You may be hungry; let's go eat."

Quinn nodded and quickly got up from the bed.

She stood brazenly in front of Alexander, stretched lazily, and the thin shirt slipped down a lot. From Alexander's perspective, nothing was left to the imagination. Alexander just glanced and then sat up from the bed, holding her waist. "Be careful not to fall."

Quinn glanced at him, then smiled again. She suddenly knelt on the bed, tilted her head, and stared at him for a long time.

She gestured with her hand. "You're so strange."

Alexander was slightly taken aback. "Where am I strange?"

Quinn thought for a moment, unable to describe it, and after much contemplation, gestured. "You look unhappy."

That was the only thing she could discern, not just unhappiness.

Alexander moved his lips, remained silent for a while, and then showed a faint smile. "Do I?"

Quinn nodded.

Alexander chuckled, pulled back the covers, got out of bed, picked up his jacket from the side, and put it on. "Change your clothes. Let's go eat."

Quinn obediently got out of bed, looked around, found her suitcase, and took out a few pieces of clothing.

She didn't particularly like these clothes; the weather called for pretty dresses.

After some consideration, she chose a mid-length T-shirt and a coat of similar length.

As soon as Alexander turned his head, he saw her changing clothes in front of him.

He took out a cigarette from his pocket, lit it, and walked to the balcony.

Quinn changed her clothes and then went to the bathroom to brush her teeth and wash her face.

When she came out, Alexander had already smoked two cigarettes.

Quinn frowned; she remembered Alexander didn't smoke, and she didn't know when he had picked up the habit.

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He put out the cigarette and took Quinn downstairs to eat.

The hotel had a cafeteria and a separate restaurant serving cuisine from different countries.

While in the elevator, they coincidentally met Walter from the floor below.

As the elevator door opened, Walter paused for a moment, his gaze sweeping over Quinn. Quinn grabbed Alexander's hand and hid behind him.

After seeing this, Walter's eyes flickered; he entered the elevator, and the doors closed.

The elevator descended slowly, and neither of them spoke.

Walter stared at the floors flashing by and suddenly said, "Sylvadora has a well-known hospital specializing in cardiovascular and neurological diseases. You can take her there." Alexander remained silent. Walter didn't continue either.

Quinn hid behind Alexander, stealing glances at Walter, who occasionally glanced in her direction.

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Alexander also led Quinn out of the elevator, took a stroll on the second floor, and asked her what she wanted to eat.

Quinn looked around but didn't have any particular cravings, so they casually went to the hotel's complimentary restaurant, which offered a buffet breakfast. However, as soon as she entered, Getty caught up with them.

She had been here for two days, and Alexander had been looking for Quinn every day. Just after finishing breakfast, she came out and saw these three people. She was somewhat annoyed; after being so tense before, she had found them so easily!

Without hesitation, Getty quickly caught up with Alexander. "Alexander."

As soon as she spoke, Alexander stopped in his tracks, and even Walter halted, turning to look at her.

Getty felt somewhat irritated by their gazes as if she were an unwelcome outsider.

Although she was indeed an outsider, she didn't acknowledge it herself; she considered herself Alexander's closest person.

Quinn assessed Getty, then glanced at Alexander; this woman exuded a dangerous aura.