Love Unspoken

Quinn's tears kept streaming down her face.

She went on, "Alexander, do you remember what you did to me?Our two unborn children, do you remember them? Since you've already gone this far, what are you doing now? Don't tell me you're trying to repent." Alexander's lips were tightly pressed together. He grabbed her hand and wiped her tears, saying softly, "You're wrong. I have no regrets. ver regret anything I've done."

Quinn stared at him, shocked he admitted his crimes so calmly.

"If I regret anything," he said, looking deeply at her, "it's not keeping a closer watch on you. Surprisingly, you remembered so soon."

Quinn was left speechless.

His stubbornness and obsession were almost pathological.

Just looking at him made her shudder in fear.

He suddenly laughed. "See, I told you. You shouldn't have gotten involved with those people. They led you astray."

"Especially Walter," he added, his eyes flashing with clear murderous intent.

Even now, he was still blaming others, stubbornly refusing to admit he was wrong.

Quinn knew there was nothing left to discuss.

She wiped her tears, pushed his hand away, and stood up.

"You're truly unreasonable," she scolded.

She turned and walked out of the cemetery, the wind stinging her cheeks.

Alexander stayed crouched, the wind lifting a strand of hair from his forehead.

When Quinn was about to disappear at the end of the path, he finally looked at the photo on the tombstone, then got up and caught up with her.

Quinn walked to the Bentley, and Alexander arrived just in time to open the car door for her.

She got in. She wouldn't resist him now.

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She couldn't let a moment of impulse ruin her chance to leave.

Alexander drove her back to Regal Riverside.

Quinn checked her phone; it was past three in the morning.NôvelDrama.Org content rights.

She scrolled through Facebook silently, the car eerily quiet.

Suddenly, Alexander asked, "Do you really think Walter is a good person?"

Her heart skipped a beat at his words; for a moment, she thought Alexander had discovered something.

Quinn clutched her phone and turned to look at him.

As the streetlights flickered over his features, Quinn could vaguely make out the outline of his profile in the shifting light.

"He's not a good person, but at least he didn't kill my family," Quinn scoffed.

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Quinn added, "ver thought he was a good person. But at least he's been working hard for the Mellon family's revenge."

"Didn't expect you to have double standards," Alexander said coolly.

He continued, "Because he did bad things for the Mellon family, you believe in him and can forgive anything he does." Quinn was taken aback.

Alexander casually said, "Even if he committed murder and arson, you would find reasons to justify it and then forgive him." His words left Quinn speechless.

In a way, he and Walter were the same kind of people.

Alexander turned slightly and smiled at her, saying, "So Quinn, how much better are you?"