Love Unspoken

The nanny, holding the baby in one arm and a bottle in the other, gazed at the regurgitated milk with a concerned look.

"He may have had a little fright while sleeping. He should be fine soon," she reassured. Kaitlyn waved her hand dismissively.

"Take him downstairs and comfort him." After giving her instructions, Kaitlyn went up the stairs and locked herself in her room. Despite not hearing the baby's cries anymore, she still felt unsettled. It was as if something was gnawing at her from the inside.

Alexander returned to Regal Riverside and pushed open the bedroom door. Seeing a curled-up figure on the bed, his tense expression eased a bit.

Olivia spoke from the side, "I've been guarding at the door. She didn't go out."

Alexander waved his hand, signaling her to leave. Olivia tactfully stepped out of the room.

Alexander approached the bed, pulled back the covers, and found Quinn sound asleep.

However, because her head was covered, her forehead was covered in a dense layer of sweat, and her hair was scattered across her face, obscuring her features.

He sat down at the bedside and, with his long fingers, gently brushed her hair back from her face.

Despite his gentle movements, Quinn woke up.

She slowly opened her eyes, saw Alexander sitting beside her, and then closed her eyes again.

In her grogginess, Quinn felt like she had lived through this scene many times before. The familiar feeling of security it brought made her drift back to sleep almost automatically.

Quinn, half awake, sensed a presence beside her, as if she hadn't truly slept and someone was nearby. It seemed like she had only closed her eyes for a moment, but when she opened them, it was already dark. Alexander was neatly dressed, leaning against the head of the bed but not actually on it. His eyes were closed, and it was unclear whether he was sleeping or had his eyes shut.Contentt bel0ngs to N0ve/lDrâ/ma.O(r)g!

Quinn carefully got up and stared at him for a while. She could see the fatigue and melancholy between Alexander's brows.

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In her mind, Quinn thought, 'He really is handsome. But he's a bad person.'

The notion that he was a bad man had somehow become deeply ingrained in Quinn's mind.

It could have been when Alexander first barged into Orion's house. Or perhaps it was when he informed her in the hot spring that Orion didn't desire her. Alexander opened his eyes and turned his head to look.

He saw Quinn kneeling on the bed, curiously observing him.

Alexander asked, "Do you think I'm handsome?"

Quinn nodded. He was handsome, and she admitted that.

Alexander reached out and placed his hand on Quinn's forehead, which was no longer hot. He asked again, "Is your belly still hurting?"

Quinn rubbed her stomach, then nodded slightly. Her stomach still hurt, but it wasn't as severe as before.

Alexander said, "Don't wander off next time. If you get lost again, no one will come looking for you."

Quinn was stunned. She thought it had been a dream, but she had actually run out. Reflecting on this, Quinn lowered her head in shame.

Alexander stared at her for a long time before speaking softly, "Is that Orion really so good?"

He was asking Quinn but also talking to himself.

Quinn looked up, meeting his intense gaze and the intricate expression that puzzled her.

She was unsure how to respond. Alexander inquired, "You've only been with him for a few days, and you can't imagine being without him? Is he truly superior to me?"