Love Unspoken

Facebook messages popped up one after another was following.

Getty:[Alexander, come save me, I'm lost.]

[There's someone following me, I'm so scared.]

[I'm in Sylvadora.]

Alexander furrowed his brow, and he answered when the phone rang again. He stood a bit further away to avoid Quinn.

He asked, "Why do you run to Sylvadora?"

Getty on the phone sobbed, "I come to find you, you leave me alone in Amber Bay, I'm so lonely."

Alexander continued, "Where are you now?"

"I don't know, I don't know the way here. I get off the plane and take a taxi to the hotel, but the driver deviate from the navigation. I pretend to be sick and get off to vomit, then I run away." She cried, "I don't know where I am now, it's so dark, I'm scared, I dare not take a taxi."

Alexander pinched his brow, feeling somewhat annoyed, "Who asked you to come?"

Getty shouted, "I come on my own, why are you so fierce! Fine, I don't need you to care and let me fend for myself. You're busy with that dummy now, you don't care about me as an outsider." Getty hung up the phone in tears angrily and sadly.

Alexander looked at the hung-up phone, then glanced over at Quinn.

Quinn was still staring at the fireworks blooming in the night sky with a pure smile in her eyes, and she was very entranced by the view.

Alexander walked quickly to her side, patting her back, "Quinn, wait here for me."

Quinn hesitated, as she turned to look at him, she silently asking what he was going to do.

Alexander didn't explain but just pointed to a seat nearby, saying, "Sit there if the fireworks are over, wait for me."

He checked his watch, uttering, "It's ten o'clock now, the night market closes at twelve."

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Quinn pursed her lips and nodded obediently when she looked at him with a hint of urgency in his eyes.

Alexander instructed again, "Don't wander off."

With that said, he left without looking back.

Quinn watched his retreating figure which gradually disappeared into the crowd and eventually completely out of sight.

The fireworks in the sky were still blooming, but the splendor and romance from before were now gone when Quinn looked again. She walked to the spot Alexander designated to sit down, holding his coat and a half-drunk milk tea, staring blankly at the sky. The surrounding noise grew louder and the bustling crowd became more glaring. Quinn felt a bit scared so that her shoulders hunched, clutching the coat in her arms. Alexander arrived at the roadside to drive the Porsche from Volume, speeding away.

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5s.org for the full experience. You won't find the next chapter anywhere else. Happy reading! Meanwhile, Getty was navigating through dark alleys, her high heels off and in her hand, temporarily evading the person behind her. She didn't know if it was the driver chasing her or someone else, but she was extremely afraid.

The ground was cold under her feet, furthermore, her stockings were torn, feet rubbing against the ground that caused a painful shiver. She checked her phone with no signal, which made Getty even more panicked.

Getty quickened her pace to turn a corner and enter another alley.

Just as she turned, she saw two people coming towards her.

One of them spoke and quickly rushed towards Getty.

Getty was too shocked to abandon her bag and throw her shoes and bag at the person, and then she turned and run.

The man behind her was so fast that catch up in a few steps and grab Getty by the hair.

He roared, "You little b***h, quite the runner, huh?"