Love Unspoken

The office door shut, and the room went quiet again.

Soon after, someone knocked and entered.

This time, it wasn't Kyle but Ruby.

She hesitated at the door, then gathered her courage and walked in. She approached Alexander and hesitated before saying, "Mr. Kennedy." Alexander glanced at her. "I heard you took some time off and went back?"

Ruby nodded. "Yes."

She asked cautiously, "You knew about it, right?"

Alexander smiled. "Thanks for getting help for me."

Ruby didn't feel relieved by his thanks; instead, she felt uneasy.

She had gone back to get help but failed and ended up exposing herself to Alexander's people.

Ruby hesitated before speaking, "Mr. Kennedy, I..."

Alexander raised his hand to stop her. He looked at Ruby thoughtfully and said, "Isn't working as an assistant here a bit beneath you?"

Ruby's face changed. Nervously, she said, "Mr. Kennedy, I didn't mean to hide it from you. I just..."

"No need to explain. I can forgive your deception, but now you have a chance to make it right," Alexander interrupted.

"What chance?" Ruby asked eagerly.

"Tell me everything about Walter, without leaving anything out," Alexander demanded.

Ruby bit her lip, feeling conflicted. She clenched and unclenched her hands, trying to speak but failing.

"What? You have concerns?" Alexander said with a faint smile, "If you don't want to talk, you don't have to."

Ruby quickly said, "No!"

Seeing the smile in Alexander's eyes, she felt annoyed at her own anxiety.

But since she had already spoken, she had no choice.

She took a deep breath, closed her eyes, and said, "I'll tell you."

Alexander hadn't been back for seven days.

Quinn was bored at the villa, watching the news every day to stay updated.

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She had a rough idea of what Alexander was up to.

The financial news frequently reported companies in trouble, some declaring bankruptcy overnight, and even some bosses getting arrested.

Although she couldn't be sure it was all Alexander's doing, so many companies having issues had to be related to him.

Quinn watched the news, feeling a growing irritation.

Considering Alexander's vengeful nature, she began to worry if she could really leave Amber Bay unscathed.

The more she thought about it, the more irritated she became. She turned off the TV and decided to go out.Content bel0ngs to Nôvel(D)r/a/ma.Org.

As soon as she stepped into the yard, a bodyguard followed and respectfully asked, "Mrs. Kennedy, where are you going? Do you need a ride?"

Quinn glanced at him. "I'm going to the hospital."

"Please wait a moment," the bodyguard said.

He went to the garage, brought out a car, and opened the door for her.

Before Quinn could get in, she heard a car horn from outside. She looked up and saw it was Alexander's car.

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He got out of the car and walked towards Quinn.

He was still wearing that black suit, but the jacket buttons were undone, making him look less serious and more casual than usual.

Alexander came up to Quinn and stared at her for a moment before asking, "Where are you going?"

Quinn avoided his gaze and said, "I'm going to the hospital to see Abigail."

Abigail had woken up the day before yesterday, and Quinn visited her every day.

"I'll take you," Alexander said, waving the bodyguards away.

Quinn bit her lip and got into the car. Whether it was him or the bodyguards going with her, it made no difference.

Alexander also got into the car, started it, and slowly drove away.

The car was as quiet as ever, with neither of them speaking.

Since that night he left, he had been even more silent. Between them, there was a strange mix of familiarity and unfamiliarity.

It perfectly fit the phrase "familiar strangers."