Love Unspoken

After getting home, both Alexander and Quinn caught colds.

They sat in the living room. Quinn was wrapped in a blanket, holding a glass of water, sneezing now and then.

Alexander looked just as bad. He was pale and kept coughing.

He wore loungewear, his hair was messy, and he was still smoking.

Soren brought over two cups of cold medicine and couldn't help but remind them, "Mr. Kennedy, you're not fully recovered. You've been drinking, soaking in the sea, and dragging Mrs. Kennedy along. You're not a kid." Seeing Alexander still smoking, Soren turned to Quinn. "Mrs. Kennedy, you should talk to him. He doesn't take care of himself."

Alexander cut him off, "Mind your own business. Leave!"

Soren glanced at Alexander's cold stare and backed off awkwardly.

Quinn took her cold medicine and some pills on her own.

She had spent her previous life trying to please Alexander. Now she wanted to live for herself and wouldn't neglect her health like he did.

After taking the medicine, she felt sleepy and went upstairs to sleep.

Kyle had given her a few days off. After two days of rest, Quinn's cold was almost gone.

Alexander, however, wasn't getting better. He still looked very weak.

He didn't go to the office and stayed home every day.

Even though they were both home, they hardly saw each other. Alexander was always in the study, so they only met during meals.

Olivia prepared breakfast and said to Quinn, "Mrs. Kennedy, go call Mr. Kennedy for breakfast."

Quinn nodded and went upstairs.

He had locked himself in the study, and Olivia couldn't get him out.

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Fearing he might still be sick or worse, Quinn called him for breakfast to check if he was alive.

Quinn knocked on the study door. "Alexander, it's time to eat."

No response. Quinn frowned. "I'm coming in, okay?"

She grabbed the doorknob and pushed the door open.

She saw Alexander slumped over the desk, with only a thin coat on.

Quinn walked over and patted his shoulder. "Alexander, it's time to eat."

He didn't respond. Quinn's expression changed, and she called out to him twice more.

After a moment, Alexander finally stirred. He propped himself up on the desk and sat up straight, his face terribly pale.

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He coughed several times into his fist, then closed his eyes to steady himself before turning to look at Quinn. "What time is it?"

Quinn glanced at the clock. "It's nine o'clock."

Alexander pinched the bridge of his nose and stood up. Suddenly, he swayed and almost sat back down.

Quinn instinctively supported him and felt his forehead.

It was burning hot!

"Are you running a fever?" Quinn asked, "Did you skip your medicine again?" Alexander gave a weak smile. "I'm not going to die. Why are you so worried?" Quinn retorted, "Who's worried about you? I'm just afraid you'll die in front of me." Alexander's smile didn't fade. "Wouldn't it be perfect if I died? You'd be free then."