Love Unspoken

"Yeah, you were so close to success," Alexander looked coldly. "Tell me, how does it feel to fail?"

Dorothy stared blankly at him, her eyes gradually turning red.

She hadn't planned to act so quickly, but unexpectedly, Wayne was found so soon. If she didn't act, she would be caught. However, she still failed.

"Wish I'd started a bigger fire," Dorothy said, glaring at Alexander with bloodshot eyes, as if they were about to bleed. Her current wrath and reluctance were evident. She had staked everything to bring down the Kennedys family with her. However, she failed.

However, Alexander clearly didn't come today just to hear Dorothy confess.

He took a picture frame from his pocket and placed it in front of her. "This was something he always locked in his study."

Dorothy was slightly taken aback. She reached out and turned the frame over, her expression changing.

In the frame was a family of three: Wayne in a suit, Dorothy in a dress, elegant and dignified, with a two-year-old girl in his arms.

The three of them sat on a sofa, facing the camera with smiles, the whole scene filled with happiness.

Dorothy, entranced by the photograph, found herself momentarily transported back over two decades.

The woman in the photo still had a familiar shadow of Dorothy in her features, overlapping with the reflection in the frame.Content © NôvelDrama.Org 2024.

After a while, Dorothy's eyes refocused. She lowered her head and observed the aged, worn, and disheveled face reflected in the glass frame.

Dorothy looked up at Alexander, forcing a smile that seemed to hide her emotions, giving a sinister impression.

"Why did you bring this photo? I've already confessed. What more can you do to me?"

Alexander ignored her words and calmly said, "I told you, this photo was always hidden in his study."

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"So what?"

"When Valerie was dating Xavier, he had people investigate Xavier and secretly followed them. When Valerie got married, he went to Grandpa and gave Valerie ten percent of the shares." Dorothy listened, laughing as tears rolled down her cheeks, making it unclear whether she was laughing or crying.

"So what? Are you trying to tell me he still cared about me and Valerie?"

"But Valerie is dead. Do you know what he told me? He said, 'Dead is dead.' Both were his daughters, and he chose to side with Freya."

"Do you think I will believe your words? Even if it's true, who cares? I have no regrets. My only regret is not making him suffer more!"

Alexander chuckled. "Suit yourself. I just came to drop off his stuff. What you do with it is your business. Throw it away or keep it, it's none of my concern."

Alexander rose to his feet, and as if remembering something, turned back and said, "I can only say, you used the wrong method."

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Dorothy was stunned, her gaze locked on Alexander's receding figure until he disappeared.

Compared to the photo, Alexander's last words were the most devastating blow to her.

Alexander was right. Just by Wayne's immediate agreement to see her, it was clear he still had feelings for her.

If Dorothy had shown some weakness and held onto Wayne, the situation might have been more interesting than now. Perhaps Dorothy had been too hasty.

Dorothy lowered her gaze to the photo in her hand, closed her eyes, tears tracing down her chin and falling onto the frame. But so what?

There were no "ifs."

After leaving the police station, Alexander didn't return to the hospital. Instead, he smoked a cigarette in his car.