Love Unspoken

"Alright." Quinn handed the pen back to him.

He picked up the divorce agreement and glanced at it. Her handwriting was very crude, almost like a child's first attempts at writing-crooked and barely legible. "Very good." He smiled and praised her.

Quinn grinned and then rested her head on his lap, picking up her phone to watch cartoons.Text © owned by NôvelDrama.Org.

Her arm got tired from holding the phone, so she poked his chest, demanding, "Hold this for me."

Alexander took the phone and adjusted it to a good angle, and held it up for her to watch.

Quinn noticed the bandage wrapped around his hand and asked curiously, "Are you wearing a glove or something?"

He glanced at the bandage on his hand and responded indifferently.

Quinn acknowledged and continued to focus on her phone. Her eyes were glued to the screen, watching intently. After a while, she felt uncomfortable and shifted to a side-lying position. Alexander looked down at her cheek, his expression somewhat inscrutable.

The divorce agreement lay quietly on the table. A breeze from the window lifted the pages, revealing the name she had just signed.

It wasn't raining tonight, and a few stars were visible, but it was still very cold.

Quinn lay on his lap, and as she watched, her eyelids began to droop.

It was clear she loved watching cartoons. Just as her eyes were about to close, she forced them open again, only to have them slowly close after a few seconds.

Alexander's arm rested on the back of the sofa, holding the phone. He found her struggle to stay awake amusing.

When her eyes were wide open, her bright pupils and curled eyelashes could be seen clearly, making her like a kitty.

In the end, she couldn't fight off the sleepiness. She rubbed her eyes, reached out to hug the man's waist, and fell asleep with her face pressed against his stomach. Alexander turned off the phone and casually tossed it onto the sofa.

She slept soundly, but her position made him uncomfortable.

He tried to pry Quinn's hands off, but as soon as he did, she clung back to him, even nuzzling against his leg.

Alexander's expression turned complicated.

Before long, she groggily opened her eyes. She squinted and looked up at the man above her.

His lips were tightly pressed together as he gazed deeply at her.

Quinn felt something hard and reached up to touch it. "What's this? A phone?"

He grabbed her hand and effortlessly lifted her up. "Go sleep on the bed."

Alexander placed her on the bed and pulled up the blanket to cover her. Just as he was about to get up, Quinn grabbed his shirt.

He looked down and saw her clear eyes staring straight at him.

"What's wrong?" he asked.

"I don't want to sleep alone." Quinn pouted.

Planning your weekend reading? Ensure you're on 000005s.org for uninterrupted enjoyment. The next chapter is just a click away, exclusively available on our site. Happy reading! Alexander looked at her in silence for a moment.

Her eyes gradually took on a look of pity and pleading. Under the light, they appeared very watery, as if she might burst into tears at any moment.

Finally, Alexander resigned and sat down beside her. "Alright, I'll stay with you."

Quinn's worry turned to joy.

He sat at the head of the bed next to her but didn't lie down.

Quinn didn't mind and hugged his waist, continuing to sleep.

His waist was firm, just like her dad's, which made her feel safe.

Quinn slept soundly that night, without any nightmares, and woke up at dawn.

When she woke up, she was still hugging his waist in the same position as the night before.

He was also leaning against the headboard, eyes closed, still asleep.

She let go of him, lifted the blanket, and got up to go to the bathroom. As soon as she moved, Alexander woke up.