Love Unspoken

Quinn plopped down at the table loaded with BBQ while Walter was still manning the grill.

She glanced around and sighed. Same old food she was sick of. She nibbled on some oysters and scallops, which were actually pretty decent.

Walter strolled over with a plate of BBQ, sat across from her, and poured her some tea from the kettle nearby.

"Why the heck are we eating outside? It's freezing," Quinn asked, confused.

Walter grinned, "BBQ's gotta be outside. It's all about the vibe."

Quinn just tightened her collar and kept quiet.

They barely talked, just the usual small talk.

Walter kept staring at her, but she pretended not to notice and kept munching on the BBQ. She finished up fast.

"I'm done. Heading back inside," she said.Published by Nôv'elD/rama.Org.

"Quinn," he suddenly called out.

She stopped and looked back. "Yeah?"

Walter said, "Let's move somewhere else."

Quinn met his eyes. He was smiling, but she could never figure him out.

After a moment, she nodded. "Okay."

Walter's smile widened a bit as he said, "Go rest."

Quinn turned and went inside, back to her room. She sat on her bed, staring at her phone, her eyes dull.

Truth was, she didn't want to move, but she didn't want to stay here either. More than anything, she didn't want to be around Walter.

She craved real freedom, no strings attached.

Walter tried to give her space. In the villa, it was just them and Soren. He didn't stop her from going out.

But she still felt an invisible chain around her neck. If she wandered too far, it yanked her back.

She clutched her phone, staring out at the night, eyes flickering with the urge to escape.

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After that, Quinn stopped going to Amanda's. She picked up her packages herself.

Walter stopped bothering Alexander, and Alexander's leg was healing up.

Half a month later, Alexander went to the hotel. But everything was gone, and Sean was MIA. Alexander was still broke.

Leaving the hotel, he got into a car Amanda had rented.

They headed to town, and Alexander sold his watch. A watch worth over $40,000 went for just $4,000.

"Your watch is worth that much?" Amanda asked, shocked. She'd never seen such an expensive watch before.

Alexander handed all the cash to Amanda, saying, "Take it."

"Why are you giving it to me?" Amanda realized what he meant and handed the money back. "No need. You don't have to pay for food at our place." "Rent," Alexander said flatly.

"The rent's not that high." Mainly because Quinn had already paid, and she felt bad taking more from him.

Alexander tossed the money back to her and said, "I don't like owing people."

Amanda, unsure how to argue, just took the money and changed the subject, "Let's go pick up the packages first."

At the mention of packages, Alexander's eyes flickered.

Amanda drove to the package station. She came out with several packages and tossed them in the back of the car.

"Next stop, the market. Grab whatever you wanna eat," Amanda said.

But Alexander wasn't really listening. His eyes were glued to the package station. Too many people around, and he didn't see Quinn.

Not far off, Sean and two bodyguards were watching the car. Sean muttered, "Isn't that Mr. Kennedy?"

The bodyguard squinted, saying, "Looks like him."

Kyle's men had been searching for Alexander for a while, almost thinking he was dead since they hadn't found him.

"Damn, hurry up and follow them!" Sean shouted.