Love Unspoken

Alexander responded with a nod, then fell silent again.

Quinn sat quietly on the side, blending into the background. She didn't feel upset about Getty's arrival; rather, she felt a sense of relief. Quinn thought to herself, 'With Getty here, she can look after Alexander well. There won't be a repeat of the blood-spurting incident, and I can even relax a bit.'

Getty needed to understand Quinn's thoughts, but observing her silence, she assumed that something had occurred between them, explaining why Alexander hadn't dismissed her.

Nevertheless, Getty was content to remain and diligently cared for Alexander.

At noon, Kyle brought food.

Quinn enthusiastically took the food box, ran to the table, served all the food, and then turned to look at the two as if asking if they were going to eat.

Seeing her so excited, Alexander's eyelid twitched. He responded with a curt tone. "Just eat it yourself!"

Naturally, Getty would stay with Alexander to eat. She only wanted to stay by Alexander's side.

Seeing that neither of them wanted to eat, Quinn sat down and ate by herself.

She was very hungry since she hadn't eaten in the morning.

Getty watched her, her brows furrowing deeper and deeper. Even though she didn't know the reason, she sensed that something was off with Quinn.

Getty pondered to herself, 'Quinn's reactions are off. All her behaviors are off. It seems like it's not something that happened between her and Alexander, but something that's happened to Quinn herself.' "What's wrong with her?" Getty asked softly.

Alexander stared at Quinn eating, a faint smile playing on his lips. "Can't you tell?"

Getty replied, "I can't really tell."

"Alright, you should go back. There's no need to stay here," Alexander began to dismiss her.

"How can she take good care of you?" Getty was worried and didn't want to leave. She had finally gotten to see Alexander.

She had previously mentioned that she wouldn't show up in front of both of them, so after she returned, she never reached out to Alexander. She didn't search for him, and likewise, Alexander never sought her out either. Getty even questioned whether, if she had never sought him out, he would have simply forgotten about her existence.

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Then, the two of them would never contact each other until death.

Alexander said, "I don't need anyone to take care of me."Nôvel(D)ra/ma.Org exclusive © material.

Getty was left without words by his actions. Reluctantly, she stood up, casting a deep look at Alexander.

Yet, Alexander didn't return her gaze. His eyes were fixed on Quinn the entire time.

Sensing his focus, Getty's hand tightened within her sleeve. She grabbed her bag, turned, and left the hospital room.

Instead of remaining in this tense atmosphere, she'd rather investigate what had happened to Quinn.

Once Getty departed, Quinn finished the remaining food on the table. The stuff that Kyle had brought needed to be more appealing and appealing.

Despite her intense hunger, she managed to eat it all. After finishing her meal, Quinn's thoughts turned to Alexander lying in bed. Quickly dropping her utensils, she rushed over to him. Quinn wanted to ask him if he wanted to eat, but she didn't know how to communicate this through sign language.

Alexander watched her quietly, seemingly understanding her intentions, and said, "Get me a glass of water."

Quinn nodded in agreement, picked up a disposable cup, and filled it halfway with boiled water.

Having learned her lesson from the night before, she didn't dare to add cold water this time, so she poured in the scalding hot water.

She handed the cup of water to Alexander.

Alexander took the cup and asked her to hand him the medicine on the table.

He put the pills from his palm into his mouth, took a sip of water, and immediately spat it out as the boiling tea burned his mouth.

The pills in his mouth were also spat out onto the floor.

Quinn's eyes widened, and she stepped back several steps, afraid that he would spit on her.

Alexander tightly grasped the water cup, almost deforming the disposable paper cup.

He leaned over the edge of the bed to catch his breath for a moment, then glanced up at Quinn. "I strongly suspect that you did this intentionally," he said.