Love Unspoken

"Leave now." Alexander glanced at the person writhing in pain on the bed and added. "Bring her some painkillers."

Soren retrieved a bottle of painkillers from the medicine cabinet and passed it to Alexander, cautioning, "Use these sparingly. They are effective, but they can be highly addictive." Alexander accepted the medication, went back to Quinn's side, and assisted her in sitting up to take a pill.

Quinn was already exhausted, lying limply in Alexander's arms, her tear-filled eyes looking up at him.

Her hair was damp with sweat, sticking messily to her face, making her look pitiful.

Alexander gently brushed her hair aside and whispered, "It's okay. The pain will be gone soon."

Quinn listened to his soothing voice, her eyes unfocused.

She leaned against him, inhaling his scent, which felt strangely familiar.

Alexander patted her back and gently stroked her head.

Gradually, the pain in Quinn's abdomen subsided, and her eyelids grew heavy. Before long, she fell asleep in Alexander's arms.

Once she was asleep, Alexander laid her down, covered her with a blanket, and quietly left the bedroom.

He directed Kyle to retrieve the medication as per Soren's prescription.

Soren had also recommended some other medications, which Alexander casually placed in the drawer of the coffee table. Upon opening the drawer, he discovered it was already stocked with a variety of medicines. Alexander stared at the drawer full of medications, his expression changing.

He hadn't realized when Quinn had started needing so many pills.

Alexander gathered all the medicines. He recognized most of them, but why was there a pregnancy support medication in the drawer? Before he could dwell on it further, Walter called.

He quickly glanced at the medicine in his hand, returned it to the drawer, and answered his phone as he headed upstairs.

By the time Quinn woke up, it was already the middle of the night. She got out of bed and surveyed her surroundings.

The silence was eerie, and she nervously clutched her sleeve, stepping out of the bedroom.

The hallway was empty, too.

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Quinn felt a surge of panic. She walked down the stairs to the living room, searching but finding no one.

Without thinking, she headed for the front door.

Quinn opened the door and ran out, disappearing into the night in an instant.

In the study, Alexander had just finished dealing with the accumulated paperwork. He rubbed his temples and returned to the bedroom.

But before he entered, he noticed the open bedroom door, his eyelid twitching slightly. He stepped inside.

The bedroom was empty.

Alexander called out, "Olivia!"

Olivia emerged from another room, rubbing her eyes and looking sleepy. "Yes, Mr. Kennedy?"Content from NôvelDr(a)ma.Org.

Alexander asked, "Where is she?"

Faced with Alexander's question, Olivia instantly woke up. She quickly ran to the bedroom door and peeked inside.

The sight almost scared her out of her wits.

Olivia's face turned pale visibly. She stammered. "She was sleeping soundly before I went to bed."

Alexander's face darkened his gaze like a knife on Olivia. "So, where is she now?"

"I'll go look for her!" Olivia didn't dare delay. She ran out and searched every room on the second floor, then the first floor. However, she found nothing.

Meanwhile, Alexander had already pulled out his phone to track Quinn's location. The surroundings were pitch black, and the camera was shaking so much that it was difficult to discern her whereabouts. Quinn herself needed to find out where she was. She was running in her nightgown through the cold night.

She wasn't wearing shoes, her toes red and numb from the cold.

But Quinn didn't notice. She just kept running towards the light.

No matter how far she ran, the light ahead always seemed brighter, so she kept running, hoping to find someone.

The villa area was extremely secluded, with hardly anyone around at night, especially at this late hour.