Love Unspoken

In the midst of their digital exchange, he informed her of a canine miracle that had unfolded that day. A dog had brought a litter of Huskies into the world. He shared with her a photograph, a testament to the miracle, showcasing approximately five or six adorable puppies.

Orion: [Where are you? Why aren't you replying to my messages? Which one do you like? I'll give it to you.]

Quinn, at that moment, was engrossed in recording the day's events in her notebook. She had just penned down the distressing incident of Alexander forcing her to abandon their shared home, leaving her with nothing, not even the clothes on her back.

A pang of melancholy tugged at her heartstrings. Setting her pen aside, she decided to respond to Orion's message.

Quinn: [I'm at the hospital getting an IV drip.]

Orion: [What? What happened to you? Did you go to the hospital because you have a cold?]

Quinn: [Yeah.]

Orion: [Are you alone?]

Quinn: [Yeah.]

Orion: [What hospital?]

Upon receiving the hospital's address from Quinn, Orion's responses ceased.NôvelDrama.Org holds this content.

Half an hour later, Orion materialized at the entrance of the infusion hall. He was panting heavily as he hurried to take a seat beside Quinn.

"I'm glad I made it in time. Are you alright?" he asked, concern etched on his face.

Quinn responded with a shake of her head, signaling that she was fine.

"How about your brother? Why isn't he here with you?" Orion inquired further.

The term 'brother' struck a discordant note within her. After three years of matrimony, and now on the brink of divorce, she was still perceived as Alexander's sister in the eyes of others.

Hiding her discomfort, Quinn managed a forced smile and gestured that she didn't want to delve into the topic.

Quinn gestured, "Could you lend me some money?"

Orion seemed taken aback, as if the thought of Quinn asking for money had never occurred to him.

He stuttered, "You're short on cash?"

Quinn nodded earnestly, indicating her dire need for money, especially for clothes.

"How much do you need? My dad froze my card, so I might not have much, but I can still pull together a couple thousand," he offered.

Quinn pursed her lips, her gaze fixed intensely on him.

An hour later, they found themselves within the bustling confines of a shopping mall.

"Isn't your brother giving you any money? Why do you need to borrow to buy clothes?"

Quinn gestured, "My card has been frozen too."

Orion couldn't help but chuckle at the sight of her slender, attractive fingers, "Looks like we are the same fallen persons, eh? Let's go, the clothes here don't cost much. I'll buy you something." Quinn nodded and followed him deeper into the mall.

The mall was basic, devoid of many branded stores, and a complete winter outfit wouldn't cost more than a couple hundred bucks.

Orion guided her into a women's clothing shop that was quite mainstream and very much in line with Quinn's style.

"Try this one on," he suggested, handing her a sky-blue sweater.

Quinn accepted it and headed to the fitting room. When she emerged, Orion gave an approving nod, "That looks great on you. You really suit these light colors, so pretty." Quinn felt a blush creep up her cheeks at his compliment.

Orion selected two more outfits for her, and Quinn modeled them to his enthusiastic applause.

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In total, the two outfits cost less than five hundred dollars.

"Do you want to check out another store?" he asked.

Quinn glanced at the shopping bags in her hand and shook her head. The two outfits were sufficient for her.

But as they passed a lingerie store, she paused.

She glanced at Orion, somewhat shyly.

Peering at the lingerie styles inside, Orion blushed slightly. "Do you need to buy some of this, too?"

Quinn nodded.

"You go ahead; I'll wait for you outside," he said, handing her his card with a blush, "You pay with this card. The PIN is 052000, my birthday." Quinn looked at him gratefully and went in with the card.

Their entire conversation was being transmitted to another person's earpiece through a black ring on Quinn's shoe.

Walter lounged on the sofa, a sly smile playing on his lips as he listened to their exchange through his earpiece, almost enjoying the scene.