Love Unspoken

Alexander's pupils slightly contracted, and he suddenly stood up, searching the room.

Quinn was gone!

In the blink of an eye, she disappeared.

Alexander didn't even bother to say anything to the professor; he just ran out.

At this moment, Quinn was in the park downstairs, admiring the beautiful flowers and wanting to catch butterflies.

She picked several fresh flowers and sniffed them under her nose; they smelled lovely.

'If I give the flowers to Alexander, he must be happy, right? He hadn't smiled all day today, but seeing these flowers might improve his mood,' Quinn thought so, but before she could even enjoy her happiness for a moment, a large hand grabbed her shoulder from behind.

She was stunned.

The hand pulled her over, gripping her wrist tightly. "Why are you running around?"

Quinn blankly raised her head and saw Alexander's furious face, his eyes flashing with anger as if he wanted to devour her.

She opened her mouth and struggled. Her wrist was being pinched painfully.

Alexander glanced at the flowers in her hand, snatched them from her, and threw them on the ground.

The flowers scattered on the ground, petals flying everywhere due to the force, creating a mess. Someone passing by stepped on them, making a mess.

Quinn was once again stunned, looking at Alexander in front of her. She could tell he was very angry. She tried to pull her hand back, but he held her even tighter as if he wanted to crush her bones. Without giving Quinn a chance to explain, he dragged her toward the parking lot.

Quinn followed him, feeling a sharp pain in her wrist, her eyes stinging with tears.

After reaching the parking lot, Alexander opened the car door, rudely threw her in, and fastened her seatbelt.

Then he leaned in, held Quinn's chin, and said in a low voice, "If you dare to run around again, I'll lock you up."

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Quinn was stunned; seeing the coldness and anger in his eyes, she couldn't help but shrink her body.

Alexander slammed the car door, went to the driver's seat, and drove Quinn back.

He didn't even bother to take the medicine prescribed by the professor.

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The atmosphere in the car was too eerie; Quinn didn't look at him but knew he was angry.

She didn't understand why he was so angry; she just wanted to pick a couple of flowers to give him.

She bit her lip, hugged herself, and stared at the unfamiliar scenery outside, feeling uncomfortable. Indeed, he had changed a bit.

The journey was silent, with Alexander not saying a word.

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He pushed Quinn into the room, grabbed the doorknob, and said, "Stay in the room and behave yourself, or I'll break your legs if you run around again!"

Quinn trembled, but before she could react, Alexander had already closed the door.

It was a suite, and Quinn was locked inside without anything blocking the door; she twisted the handle but couldn't open it.

She knocked on the door, but there was no response from outside. Her nose tingled, and tears uncontrollably streamed down. 'Why did he lock me up?' Outside the room, Alexander loosened his collar, unbuttoned his shirt, took out a cigarette, and lit it.

He sat on the sofa, smoking in silence; soon, the room was filled with smoke, which was quickly dispersed by the wind from outside.

When Getty came in, the door was not closed. Detecting the scent of smoke in the room, she furrowed her brow and hastened inside. Sure enough, as soon as she entered, she saw Alexander smoking on the sofa.