Love Unspoken

Getty didn't know why he suddenly said these things, but he still honestly replied, "I don't know. I thought I knew you well, but now I'm not so sure." Alexander asked, "Do you think I'm a fool?"Nôvel(D)rama.Org's content.

Without hesitation, Getty immediately said, "How could you be a fool? If you were a fool, there would be no smart people."

Alexander's mouth lifted slightly, but the smile didn't quite reach his eyes.

After thinking for a moment, Getty asked again, "Do you still want to leave me?"

Alexander stood up and leaned close to Getty. "Getty, I've said it before. I like you for being brainless, so please don't try to be clever."

He lifted her chin with two fingers, his deep gaze falling on her face. "Do you understand?"

Getty's eyes flickered. If someone else called her stupid, she would definitely be furious. But if it were Alexander, she would rather be even more foolish. That way, he would like her even more.

"I understand, so please don't break up with me." Getty grabbed the man's wrist, her sleeve slipping down to reveal a bandaged wound.

Alexander glanced sideways, released Getty's chin, straightened up. "Rest well."

With that, he walked away without looking back.

Getty stared at his back in a daze, still not understanding his intentions. Was he going to leave her or not?

Based on her understanding of him, normally, if he didn't refuse, it meant he agreed.

This man was incredibly crafty. If he never voiced his intentions, he could later deny everything. After all, he hadn't uttered a word; it was all her one-sided interpretation. And his greatest skill was leading others to wishful thinking.

Getty's fingers gradually tightened, the round button in her palm creaking painfully.

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It was already dark outside.

Quinn woke up hungry from her sleep, rubbing her stomach as she opened her eyes.

Although the room was lit, the pale light shining on the cold room made her inexplicably afraid.

She was very afraid of being alone, as if the whole world had abandoned her.

Quinn hurriedly got out of bed, barefoot, and went to open the door. Upon opening it, she was met with unfamiliar surroundings.

Fear and panic surged like a tide, almost engulfing her.

She walked to the door, opened the door to the guest room, and stepped out.

She searched for Alexander everywhere, searching for something familiar to her. But nothing seemed familiar at a glance.

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Volume had people guarding the hotel lobby, ready to notice if Quinn tried to leave.

For safety reasons, Volume would also come to stand guard when he had time.

After all, Christmas Day was approaching. After finalizing the contract with Walter earlier, he had nothing much to do but wait for Christmas Day to make plans.

He was idly playing cards with his subordinates when one of them nudged his arm.

Volume turned around and saw Alexander had just returned. He immediately dropped the cards and went to meet him. "Mr. Kennedy, you're back. Don't worry, Quinn hasn't come down." Alexander nodded, walking towards the elevator without stopping.

Volume followed him eagerly. But when they reached the doorway of the room and saw the wide-open door, Volume could no longer muster a smile.