Love Unspoken

Quinn saw the murderous look in his eyes and waved her hands repeatedly, looking at him with tears in her eyes.

Last night, she brought him warm water, but he refused to drink it. Now she has brought him hot water again, and he still refuses. What is she supposed to do? Alexander gazed at her intensely for a moment before setting the cup down on the table. He then decided to lie back down and go to sleep.

Quinn stood there, feeling helpless, as he looked at Alexander's back and experienced a renewed sense of guilt.

She felt that whatever she did was wrong, so perhaps it was better to do nothing at all.

Quinn even thought about calling Getty back.

She couldn't take care of the patient properly, but Getty surely could.

Quinn sat down in the chair in defeat, staring at her toes.

The room fell so silent that even the sound of the wind blowing outside could be heard. As the sky darkened gradually, Quinn also drifted off to sleep on the bed. Kyle had been busy at the company all day and brought dinner over in the evening.

Upon entering, he saw that Alexander had fallen asleep again. Quinn was also sleeping on the bed, her expression a bit subtle.

Kyle's first reaction was to wonder if Quinn had done something again to make Alexander pass out.

So, he put down the food and strode over to Alexander, calling his name softly.

The next second, Alexander's eyes snapped open, and the coldness in them startled Kyle.

Kyle quickly stood up straight and said, "Mr. Kennedy, it's time to eat."

The dishes from the morning were still on the table, so Kyle hurriedly cleaned up and set out the dinner.

The sleeping Quinn smelled the aroma and opened her eyes.

Rubbing her eyes, she stood up and walked towards Kyle, skillfully taking a seat in her usual spot.

Kyle's expression was a bit strange. He thought, 'What does she mean by this? Is she ready to have a meal? Mr. Kennedy is still lying in bed, and she actually has the mood to eat.'

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Kyle said, "Mr. Kennedy, you should come over and eat something, too."

Alexander sat up in bed and glanced at Quinn's eager expression. "Let her eat."

Kyle looked at her with concern. "Did you skip lunch, too?"

Alexander answered, "I wasn't hungry."

Kyle added. "You still need to eat, even if you're not feeling hungry."

Quinn nodded seriously, staring at Alexander, inviting him to eat with her with her eyes.

Alexander looked at the two of them with an unreadable expression.

Quinn's gaze must have been too intense, as, after a moment of silence, he got out of bed and approached her, taking a seat in front of Quinn.Exclusive content © by Nô(v)el/Dr/ama.Org.

When he sat down, Quinn smiled at him and handed him the bowl in front of her.

Kyle quickly took the bowl and served Alexander a bowl of soup before handing it back to him.

Alexander took a sip of the soup, and after seeing him eat, Quinn started eating.

She quickly finished all the food on the table except for the pot of soup.

Meanwhile, Alexander still needed to finish his bowl of soup.

Kyle observed from the sidelines, his mouth twitching. Since losing her memory, Quinn's personality had undergone a drastic change, displaying a naive disregard for others. When she first joined The Kennedys family, she wasn't like this. It illustrated that when a person was like a blank canvas, whatever was painted on it determined their outcome.

Quinn let out a contented sigh after finishing her food.

She kept her gaze on Alexander as if questioning his slow pace of eating.

Alexander was holding his soup bowl. He had only managed a few sips before setting the half-filled bowl back down.

Alexander said, "I am full."

With that, Quinn picked up her bowl again and served herself another portion.