Love Unspoken

After taking a bath, it was almost noon. Alexander helped Quinn get dressed and called for a meal.

Quinn sat cross-legged on the sofa, gazing at the food spread out on the table. Her hunger quickly overpowered her yearning to locate Orion. She accepted the piece of steak handed to her by Alexander and began devouring it with her hands.

Alexander leaned against the sofa, quietly watching her eat.

The window was open, and a cold wind blew in. Alexander pressed his fist to his lips and coughed a few times.

He was already injured, and after Soren's instructions, he had been through a lot in less than two days. The result was evident.

He collapsed.

In the evening, while holding Quinn as she slept, Alexander's body heat woke her up. She tried to push him away twice but couldn't budge him.

His chest was so warm that it made Quinn's cheeks flush and sweat.

After struggling for a while, she managed to break free from Alexander's embrace, got out of bed, and hurried to open the window.

Because he was very hot, Quinn considerately opened the window for him.

Alexander was awakened by the cold wind from outside. He slowly opened his eyes and saw Quinn thoughtfully opening the window, both panes wide open.

The biting cold wind poured into the room, dispersing all the warmth inside.

Quinn returned from opening the window and squatted in front of the bed. Her face lit up with anticipation, as if she were hoping for words of praise.

Alexander weakly closed his eyes and hoarsely said, "Close the window."

Quinn reached out and touched his chest, still very hot, so she shook her head firmly.

Just now, he had held her so tightly that it woke her up from the heat.

Alexander took a deep breath, pushed the covers aside, and sat up on the bed. He resolved to close the window himself.

However, the mix of his cold, fever, and injuries caused him to nearly collapse as soon as he stood up.

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Fortunately, he managed to sit back down in time.

Alexander sat on the bed, the wide-open window blowing directly at him. He looked down at Quinn beside him, the veins on his forehead throbbing.

He propped his hands on his knees, barely steadying himself, and said, "Bring me the phone."

Quinn glanced around and recalled that the phone was outside. She got up and hurried out, searching through the living room until she discovered his cell phone in Alexander's pocket. She handed the phone to Alexander.

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Alexander casually tossed the phone onto the cabinet and instructed her. "Can you get me some water?"

Quinn obediently went out to get hot water, but the cup was too hot to hold, so she added cold water to it.

Thus, Alexander received a cup of lukewarm water.

He looked at Quinn and said, "Are you doing this on purpose?"

Quinn tilted her head, gazing at Alexander with an innocent and puzzled expression. She had followed all his instructions and was unsure of what she had done incorrectly. Alexander sighed, placed the cup on the bed, and wearily reclined, repeating, "Please close the window.

Quinn squatted on the ground and looked at him for a moment. His face was very pale, his hair disheveled, and he looked very weak.

Seeing this, Quinn had no choice but to obey and got up to close the window.

Shortly after closing the window, Quinn touched him again and noticed that he was even hotter than before. This frightened her, prompting her to quickly reopen the window. The next day, Kyle was outside, ringing the doorbell.

Quinn subconsciously thought it was Orion who had come, so she joyfully ran to open the door, only to find Kyle standing outside. Her face fell instantly.

Kyle looked inside the room and asked, "Where's Mr. Kennedy?"