Love Unspoken

The underlying implication of her words was clear; if he remained impassive, she would take it upon herself to pester the resident of the house.

Alexander's gaze was firmly fixed on Kaitlyn, his stern look casting a palpable tension in the air. With a sense of tact, Ms. Allen interjected, "It's getting rather late. Perhaps it would be best if I returned another time."Kaitlyn, however, was quick to disagree.

Feigning anger, she shot a glare at Ms. Allen. "There's no need for a rain check. We can dine here, now. I extended this invitation especially for you, and your departure would leave me greatly disappointed. "Ms. Allen cast a hesitant glance towards Alexander, who remained silent.

Unfazed, Kaitlyn pressed on, "Trust me, we should eat here. Alexander will join us."She didn't even consider seeking Alexander's input, instead making the decision on his behalf.

Ms. Allen's eyes darted back to Alexander.Despite his silence, his stoic face suggested that the forthcoming meal would be anything but pleasant.As anticipated, throughout the meal, Alexander barely acknowledged her presence. Apart from sporadic conversations with Kaitlyn, both he and his father, Wayne, acted as though she was invisible, leaving her feeling mortified.

The meal was a thoroughly uncomfortable experience for her.Alexander nonchalantly ate a small portion before setting down his utensils and rising from his seat. "I'm finished. I'll be taking my leave now.""Are you just going to leave, Alexander?!"

Kaitlyn called out to him in a hurried tone. Without so much as a backward glance, Alexander accepted his coat from the servant, his voice echoing from the doorway. "Enjoy your meal."Kaitlyn watched him the entire time, her face set in a stern, displeased expression.

She shot an angry glance at Wayne.Wayne feigned ignorance, continuing to eat as if nothing had transpired.Ever since he had ceased working, Wayne had spent his days at home.

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He had even acquired a pet parrot, leading a life of leisure and neglecting all household affairs.Alexander had previously criticized Quinn, but now, whenever father and son crossed paths, they felt like strangers. Upon returning home, Alexander's gaze swept over the familiar sight of the sofa.Quinn was engrossed in the television, clutching a pillow.

When she saw Alexander, Ms. Miller immediately greeted him, "Alexander is back."Alexander responded with a nod and a glance towards the sofa.

Quinn was so absorbed in the television that she hadn't even registered his return.Ms. Miller, a perceptive woman, quickly said, "Sir, Quinn has been awaiting your return for dinner. It's ready. When would you like to eat?""I'm aware. You may leave now."

He handed his coat to Ms. Miller.Accepting the coat, Ms. Miller nodded and tactfully excused herself. Quinn was so engrossed in the television that she only turned her head when she felt the couch dip beside her.

Alexander raised his hand and gently ruffled her hair. "Haven't you eaten yet?"Quinn shook her head, indicating that she had been waiting for him."Next time..."

Alexander began, but then thought better of it. "Never mind, let's go."He took her hand and guided her towards the dining room.Ms. Moore had prepared dinner that evening. Both she and the other nanny had been handpicked by Kyle, so their culinary skills were naturally exceptional.

They were not only capable of creating a variety of delicacies but also understood Quinn's sign language.Quinn took a seat in the dining room, and to her surprise, Alexander chose to sit beside her rather than across from her.He picked up his utensils and began to fill Quinn's plate with food.Quinn was taken aback.

She instinctively turned her head to look at him. There was something different about him, but she couldn't quite pinpoint what it was."Why are you looking at me? Just eat."Quinn pursed her lips, turned her head back, picked up her utensils, and began to eat in silence.After dinner, Alexander escorted her to the bathroom to freshen up.This text is property of Nô/velD/rama.Org.

Quinn's face was slightly flushed, but she obediently sat on the stool. Soren had instructed her to keep her legs dry, so she hadn't washed her hair or bathed for some time, leaving her feeling uncomfortable.As such, after washing her hair, she could only use a towel to clean her body, taking care to avoid the wounds on her lower legs.Alexander used a towel to dry her back, and Quinn hugged her arms around herself, feeling incredibly shy, her face flushing a deep red.