Love Unspoken

Kaitlyn turned pale, especially as she met Alexander's gaze, her expression growing flustered. She tried to speak but found herself unable to.

Approaching Alexander with an umbrella in hand, Kaitlyn tentatively began, "Alexander..."

Caught in the act, she seemed unable to explain herself effectively. Observing Quinn's pitiful state, she realized belatedly the legal bond between the two, coupled with their longstanding relationship since childhood. By treating Quinn in this manner, she seemed to acknowledge that she hadn't placed Alexander in the prioritized position he deserved.

When Alexander turned his head, his emotionless gaze fixed on Kaitlyn's face. "Is this what you call 'intact'?"

Attempting to justify herself, Kaitlyn stammered, "I merely instructed someone to confine her; I never anticipated they would treat Quinn like this."

She sought to shift blame onto the servant. "These people are becoming bolder by the day. Once this is over, I will have to tighten the reins..." Alexander, unwilling to engage in further discussion, swiftly approached Quinn.

With one swift kick, he sent Quinn's bodyguard stumbling into the nearby basement, emitting a muffled grunt.

The servant, now paper-white, glanced impXavierngly at Kaitlyn.

Angrily, Kaitlyn snapped, "You were supposed to watch her, not that way!"

"Grab her and throw her in!" Kaitlyn ordered, prompting two others to shove the servant into the basement swiftly.

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The servant fell to the ground with a cry, swiftly rising, and begged for mercy, gazing up at Kaitlyn.

"Ms. Kaitlyn, I'm simply trying to "

"Shut up! Stop the nonsense and lock her up!" Kaitlyn interrupted sharply, casting a glance towards Alexander, who had already walked off with Quinn without a word.

Ignoring the servant, Kaitlyn hurriedly trailed after Alexander. "Alexander, please take her upstairs. I'll have the doctor called over."

Halting in his steps, Alexander turned to face Kaitlyn.

The downpour had thoroughly soaked him and Quinn. Kaitlyn, still holding the umbrella, felt a chill under Alexander's scrutinizing gaze.

"I hope this is the last time," Alexander stated.

It wasn't a warning; it was a final notice. Kaitlyn felt a sense of foreboding as though, for anyone else, this moment might have ended with a corpse. Glancing at Alexander, Kaitlyn inquired, "What do you mean?"

"I mean, this is the last time."

Raindrops trailed down his jawline, falling incessantly. Despite his disheveled appearance, the coldness enveloping him remained palpable.

With those parting words, he turned and walked away, his figure gradually receding into the heavy rain.