Love Unspoken

Alexander held her close while trying to unwrap the package. To Olivia, it looked like an adult taking care of a child. He handed the ice cream to Quinn. She happily took it and started eating, while Olivia seized the moment to cook. Even though Olivia bought a whole box, Alexander only let her have one. The rest were for after dinner and medicine. To get the ice cream, Quinn had to reluctantly swallow the bitter medicine first.

Quinn was a bit upset. She curled up on the couch, eating her ice cream, and watched Shrek on TV with intense focus. She had never seen these cartoons before; they were all new to her.

Walter arrived at the villa and walked in. He looked around and found the two in the living room. Alexander had a laptop on his lap, working while watching TV with Quinn. "Mr. Smith."

Hearing Walter's voice, Alexander paused his typing and slightly turned his head, already seeing Walter walking over. Without waiting for an invitation, Walter sat down diagonally across from them, his gaze falling on Quinn's face. Quinn didn't look at him; all her attention was on the TV. Alexander closed his laptop and asked, "What brings you here, Mr. Smith?"

Walter withdrew his gaze and smiled. "You haven't been to the company for a few days, so I came to check if something happened. But it seems I was overthinking."

"Isn't that exactly what you all wanted?" Alexander retorted.

Walter said, "That's not right. You're the backbone of the company. We can't do without you. Without your leadership, we'd be in turmoil."

Alexander acted as if he didn't hear the compliment. He took the trash Quinn handed him and casually threw it into the trash can. Walter's eyebrows slightly raised. "I want more," Quinn looked at Alexander eagerly.

Alexander sternly refused, "We agreed, only one."

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She pouted but didn't ask again. She licked the cream off her lips and kept watching the cartoon, resting her head on her hands.

Walter looked at her for a moment before saying, "I heard her condition isn't very good?"

"What does her condition have to do with you?" Alexander leaned back on the couch, looking at Walter expressionlessly. "Who are you to her?"

Walter's lips slowly curled up. If someone impatient heard these words, they might have exposed their identity. But Walter just said calmly, "I was just being polite and asking. Today, I mainly came to see you." "Thank you for your concern, Mr. Smith," Alexander said coldly.

"It's only natural," Walter replied, casting another glance at Quinn, who had drifted off to sleep at some point.

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Neither of them spoke again, and Walter showed no intention of leaving. Alexander continued working on his laptop. As it got dark outside, Walter still had no plans to leave. He leaned on the couch, eyes glued to the TV, watching Shrek with great interest.

"Mr. Smith, are you staying for dinner?" Alexander suddenly asked.

Walter withdrew his gaze from the TV, saying, "Since Mr. Kennedy is so hospitable, I would be greatly honored."

When it came to thick skin, these two were evenly matched. Alexander's brow twitched slightly.

Olivia watched from the side, not daring to say anything, and quietly went to cook. Alexander picked up Quinn, leaving Walter downstairs, and went upstairs.

Quinn was in a deep sleep and didn't react when placed on the bed. She lay quietly with her eyes closed, completely unaware of everything outside. Alexander sat beside her, gently stroking her cheek.

Despite Walter staying for dinner, Alexander didn't join him downstairs but remained in the bedroom. In the middle of the night, Quinn woke up feeling hungry. She groped around and the first thing her hand found was Alexander's chest.