Love Unspoken

A sudden recollection of her illness left Quinn mildly startled. She gestured once more, her voice laced with uncertainty. "Do I often ask you the same question?" She wondered if her repetitive questioning was beginning to wear on his patience. Walter regarded her with an inscrutable smile. "Quinn," he began, his tone gentle yet firm, "You must seek the answers to some questions yourself. The words of others may not always ring true." His smile slowly faded, replaced by a more serious expression. "You lack involvement, as if you're just observing life unfold on a television screen. What good is knowledge if you can't connect with the characters? If you can't empathize?"

Taken aback, Quinn stared blankly at Walter. His words held a certain truth that she couldn't deny. Yet, if she adhered to his advice, she feared she might not remember anything at all. Would she ever be able to reclaim her past? With a renewed sense of urgency, Quinn asked, "What about Mom and Dad? Do they want to see me?"

Walter's response was a silent smile, his gaze fixed on Quinn with an expression she couldn't quite decipher.

Just then, Kyle made his entrance, paying no mind to the pair as he made a beeline for the study. He knocked on the door before entering, a stack of documents in hand. He placed them on the desk, addressing Alexander. "All the formalities are complete. The Wilson family shares have been transferred to Quinn's name. Should we change the company's name?"Content is © 2024 NôvelDrama.Org.

"Not for now," Alexander replied, picking up the documents and flipping through them. "Also, take care of the news."

"The Civil Affairs Bureau?" Kyle asked, seeking clarification.

"Yes," Alexander confirmed.

"Understood. I'll handle it right away."

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As Kyle prepared to leave, he paused, a sudden thought crossing his mind. "One more thing, how should we address Orion and Quinn's situation?"

Alexander halted his perusal of the documents, looking up at Kyle with a thoughtful expression. Kyle didn't quite understand his silence but he pressed on. "Orion seems adamant about not divorcing. Should we intervene?" "No need," Alexander replied, his voice steady. "First, draft the divorce agreement and bring it to me for further review."

"Understood."

Once Kyle had left, Alexander resumed his examination of the documents, his expression somewhat distant. Abruptly, he tossed the documents aside. The folder landed on the desk, scattering the other papers across the surface. The faint sound of the disturbance reached Quinn, who was seated below. She instinctively glanced towards the upper floor. Walter chuckled softly, "Don't look. Let him stew in his own thoughts."

Quinn looked puzzled. Why would Alexander be upset? In her memory, he rarely displayed anger, at least not in front of her. He always wore a smile. Now, every time she saw him in this state, she felt a wave of unease. Walter didn't answer her question, instead picking up the remote to change the channel. Perhaps he believed she wouldn't remember his explanation, making it a futile effort.

Quinn lowered her gaze, staring at her toes. She felt a pang of self-loathing for this forgetful side of herself. Suddenly, she heard Alexander's name on the television and her head shot up. The screen displayed a photograph of Alexander and Getty shopping, with the host narrating in the background. The headline was clear, "The Kennedy Enterprise heir Alexander's relationship with Getty seems to have hidden depths."