Love Unspoken

Soren showed up right after Quinn finished her medicine.

He was there to check on Quinn's health.Original content from NôvelDrama.Org.

Quinn glanced at the clock; she had two hours before work, so she let him do the check-up.

After a bit, Soren nodded. "Looks like the medicine's working. You need to keep taking it for at least six months."

Quinn was taken aback. "Six months?"

Soren replied, "Yep, after that, you can cut back. Your body's pretty messed up, and it won't heal quickly. Besides the medicine, you need a regular, nutritious diet." It sounded like a hassle.

Soren then asked Olivia if she was cooking according to his instructions.

From the test results, her body was slowly recovering, which was a good sign.

"You have to go to work now, right? That's good. Walking and exercising will help with your recovery," Soren said.

Quinn nodded. "If there's nothing else, I'll head to work."

"Alright."

Quinn grabbed her stuff and walked out. Two bodyguards approached and gestured for her to get in the car. "Mrs. Kennedy, the car's outside."

As expected, Alexander hadn't given up on monitoring her.

Quinn followed the bodyguards to a Mercedes parked outside and headed to the company.

Inside the villa, Soren looked around and asked, "Has Mr. Kennedy left?"

Olivia replied, "Haven't seen him come down yet. He probably worked late and hasn't gotten up yet."

Soren frowned. "That can't be. I'll go check."

Then he grabbed his medical kit and went upstairs to the study. Just as he was about to knock, the door opened.

"Mr. Kennedy," Soren said first.

Alexander, wearing a coat, stood at the door and gave him a cold look. "What's the matter?"

Soren touched his nose and said softly, "Just checking on you. I thought something might have happened."

He glanced at Alexander's face. It looked pale, maybe from staying up late or some health issue.

Soren cautiously said, "Mr. Kennedy, you don't look well. Do you need me to check on you?"

His old injuries hadn't healed, and after falling from the mountain, new injuries added to the old ones. Soren had checked him once and found the the situation wasn't good at that time. Now, he didn't know the current situation because Alexander wouldn't let him check his condition.

This time was no exception. Alexander didn't even look at him, walked past him, and left. "No need. I won't die."

As expected, Soren got the same response.

Soren followed him downstairs awkwardly, and Alexander asked about Quinn's condition.

Soren reported Quinn's condition. Since it was good news, there was no need to hide it.

Alexander listened, walked slowly to the sofa, and sat down. He coughed a few times and took out a cigarette.

Before he could light it, Soren advised, "Mr. Kennedy, you should quit smoking."

Alexander ignored him and lit the cigarette anyway.

Soren made a wry face. He'd seen people ignore advice, but never this completely.

He asked about Quinn's health every day but never cared about his own. Soren couldn't figure out what he was thinking.