Love Unspoken

Quinn's gaze bore into the divorce certificate clutched in Getty's hand, her eyes fierce and searching, as though attempting to penetrate the paper's surface. With an air of arrogance, Getty sauntered over to Quinn's side, brandishing the document like a victorious flag. "Do you have anything else to say?" she taunted. Quinn's eyes remained locked on the certificate, her hand reaching out in a daze to touch it. But Getty was quick to lift her hand, deftly evading Quinn's grasp. Getty unfolded the document, revealing not a picture of herself and Alexander as one might expect, but a solitary image of Alexander set against a stark red background.

The date of registration, the divorce number, and the names were all meticulously detailed. The reality of the situation began to sink in - she and Alexander had been divorced for a week.

Quinn's complexion drained of color, her mouth twitching as she struggled to find an appropriate expression to meet this revelation.

The sight of the divorce certificate made her feel like a fool, a jester in this grand room of life. The memory of Alexander's words from the previous day echoed in her mind. He had called her thick-skinned, and now she realized just how shameless she had been.

Getty snapped the certificate shut with a smirk. "Alright, I got what I wanted. I'm leaving."She slid the document into her bag, her smile radiating a sense of pride and confidence.

"Quinn, I suggest you gather some self-respect and leave. Don't you feel a shred of embarrassment for lingering here? You'd better leave on your own accord. It would be quite the spectacle if Alexander had to throw you out."But given your thick skin, you probably wouldn't mind."

With those parting words, Getty shouldered past Quinn, exiting the villa with a flourish. However, her triumphant departure was cut short as she let out a shriek at the doorway.Quinn turned to see Getty, her face contorted in embarrassment, having stepped in dog poop.

Getty shot Quinn a murderous glare. "You stupid dummy, did you do it on purpose?"

Quinn pursed her lips and didn't say anything.

Getty looked very angry, she walked out of the gate, kicked off her high heels, and hurled them into the yard. She then gingerly stepped over the dog poop at the doorstep and advanced towards Quinn with a vengeance.Content rights belong to NôvelDrama.Org.

Quinn instinctively recoiled at Getty's aggressive approach, but it was to no avail. Getty swiftly raised her hand and delivered a stinging slap to Quinn's face. The force of the blow sent Quinn sprawling to the ground, her vision momentarily darkening.

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"You stupid dummy, you're already divorced and you're still so despicable. You've only got yourself to blame for losing Alexander. Why drag me into your mess?" Getty spat out, her anger reaching a fever pitch.

She had never been this incensed before. She bent down, gripped Quinn's collar, and hissed, "I warn you, if you dare to pester Alexander again, I'll kill you!"

Previously, Getty had been cautious, restrained by the fact that Quinn and Alexander were still married. But now that they were divorced, what did she have to fear? Alexander had cast Quinn aside, leaving Getty free to act as she pleased. This realization seemed to mollify Getty, even the unpleasant incident at the doorstep paled in comparison.Quinn stared at Getty's triumphant expression, momentarily at a loss for words.

Getty was right. She had no right to interfere in Alexander's life anymore. Getty was now Alexander's girlfriend, and she was nothing.

She was the secret lover without an identity.

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She had always been a secret, but now... she was an even deeper secret.

Even if Getty chose to strike her, she had no grounds to retaliate given her own actions. Yet, Getty's smug expression was revolting to Quinn.

She had once considered Getty a friend, but now, Getty had taken away the man she loved.

"Why are you so bitter?" Getty sneered, her cold gaze fixed on Quinn.

"What are you now? Do you dare to defy me?What right do you have to look at me like that?If you continue to cling to him, you'll be nothing more than a shameless mistress." Getty's words, spilling from her lips with each breath, sent a shiver down Quinn's spine.