Love Unspoken

The crowd stood around, looking confused.

"What now? Are we really done filming?" someone asked, puzzled.

"Ronald's already left. What's the point?" A few others left too, and soon, everyone was gone.

Helen stayed behind. She walked up to Quinn and said, "Ronald's always like this. Don't take it personally. It's not the first time." Quinn smiled a bit. "I'm not upset. I didn't do well, so it's understandable he's mad."

"It's not your fault. You've just started. It's Maya who often makes Ronald so angry he stops working," Helen defended Quinn.

Helen glanced around and saw everyone had left. She whispered to Quinn, "Ronald wants to switch teams, but Ernest won't allow it. Plus, Ernest always sides with Maya. We all think Maya and Ernest have something going on." Quinn was surprised by the gossip.

Helen lowered her voice, "Don't tell anyone. I just heard it from others, and it might not be true. Yesterday, Mr. Kennedy came by, and I think she might have something with him instead."

Alexander's visit to the set yesterday was odd. The only explanation was a relationship with Maya.

Quinn pressed her lips together and stayed quiet.

"Looks like we have the afternoon off. Quinn, want to go out or head home?" Helen asked.

Quinn paused, then shook her head. "I don't want to go home."

"Then come shopping with me. We just got paid, and I'll treat you to coffee," Helen suggested excitedly.

Quinn wanted to go to the hospital but decided to go shopping with Helen instead.

She couldn't remember the last time she went shopping-probably before Christmas at Sylvadora or before she married Alexander, back when he didn't have a girlfriend.

Back then, he would take her out to have fun, watch movies, eat good food, and go to amusement parks. He knew all the best spots.Copyright by Nôv/elDrama.Org.

He seemed like he could do anything. Whatever she wanted to eat, he could find the best place, whether in a busy mall or a quiet street. There was no place he couldn't find.

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Those were the only happy times she had while living under someone else's roof.

He was her only light.

That's why she loved Alexander so deeply and couldn't find a reason to hate him. Quinn absentmindedly followed Helen. The mall was just across the street.

Once inside, Helen got them coffee, and they wandered around.

After a while, Helen looked at a lot of clothes but didn't buy anything.

Quinn was getting tired and asked, "Helen, what are you looking to buy?"

Helen shrugged. "Nothing, just browsing. My salary can't afford anything here except coffee and food." "Really?" Quinn looked surprised.

Helen did the math. "My base salary is five thousand dollars. With bonuses, it's just over ten thousand."

She calculated, "Rent is three thousand, food is about two thousand, commuting costs three hundred if I don't take a cab, and phone bills are seven hundred. That's already six thousand gone."

"Then look at the clothes here. The cheapest ones are seven or eight thousand. Do you think I can afford them?"

The more Quinn listened, the more shocked she became. She hadn't realized a ten-thousand-dollar salary could be so tight.

During her divorce with Alexander, he froze her cards, making her realize how hard life was without money, though it was only for a short time.

After that, she hardly spent any money, or rather, she didn't spend her own money, so she didn't know how much a regular person needed to live in the city.

Now she knew.

Just moments ago in the car, she was thinking about how to escape, without considering how she would survive once she did.