Love Unspoken

He continued, "Everyone's selfish, so don't act all righteous with me. He didn't kill your family. Neither did I, right?"

Quinn's eyes flickered. His words felt like a weight on her chest, making it hard to breathe.

She started to wonder if she was really that selfish.All content © N/.ôvel/Dr/ama.Org.

If she wasn't, she'd have to lump Walter in with someone like Alexander, hating them both equally, just like Alexander suggested. But deep down, Quinn knew she couldn't do that.

Everyone's selfish, but they show it differently and focus on different things.

It wasn't until they were almost at Regal Riverside that Quinn realized Alexander's words were meant to stir things up.

When she saw through his scheme, her anger started to fade.

She thought she shouldn't have allowed Alexander's words to sway her.

In this world, Walter was the closest person to her.

If she pushed him away, she'd be truly trapped by Alexander.

After getting out of the car, she walked quickly into the villa, went straight to the bedroom, and buried herself in the bed, not wanting to talk to Alexander.

Alexander followed her in but ignored her on the bed and went straight to the bathroom.

Hearing the water running, Quinn closed her eyes, turned over, and pulled the blanket over her head.

She didn't know how much time had passed when the water stopped.

Quinn, half-asleep, woke up to the sound of Alexander's footsteps behind her.

The bed sank slightly behind her as Alexander lay down beside her, his arm reaching over her waist, pulling her into his embrace.

Quinn clenched her fists and turned to look at him, asking, "What are you doing up here?"

Alexander looked at her nonchalantly and replied, "This is my house. Why can't I be up here?"

Quinn couldn't argue and got up to sleep somewhere else.

But the next second, his arm pulled her back, holding her even tighter. "Where are you going?"

Quinn whispered, "We're divorced. It's not right to sleep in the same bed."

Alexander shamelessly said, "What's wrong with it? If you think it's wrong, we can remarry, then it'll be fine."

Quinn was so mad she couldn't speak.

"Let go of me!" she shouted, trying to pry his hand off. However, his grasp was firm as a vice, impossible to shake off.

Due to her lack of strength, her struggling movements had no impact. Instead, they merely made her appear like a harmless kitten to Alexander, completely non-threatening. Alexander warned, "If you keep moving, I'll take it as you trying to seduce me."

He pressed her into his arms, whispering in her ear, "I've been holding back from having sex with you for long enough."

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Indeed, he hadn't been intimate with her for a long time. While they were in the car that day, he nearly lost control of his desires, but ultimately managed to restrain himself.

Quinn stopped moving, but his hands kept roaming over her body.

She pressed down on his hand, trying to look back at him. With a hint of pleading in her eyes, she said, "Don't mess around."

Alexander asked, "What do you mean by messing around?"

He turned her around, his fingers pinching her chin. "I think you like it."

Quinn's cheeks blushed, and she turned her head away. "Stop talking nonsense!"

He grabbed her hand, guiding it into her pajamas. "Did you speak just to be hypocritical?"

After years together, Alexander knew her body better than she did.

He could easily make her give in.