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Love Unspokent

As Quinn stepped out of the car, she trailed behind Walter, following him into the welcoming embrace

of the living room.

Freya was waiting at the entrance, her fingers instantly curling around Walter’s arm as he crossed the threshold. “What took you so long?” she questioned, her tone laced with impatience. “Nothing more than some traffic, Walter replied nonchalantly.

A fleeting glance was cast over Walter’s shoulder by Freya, her gaze landing on Quinn. If it hadn’t been for Kaitlyn’s insistence, she would’ve preferred Walter to have left Quinn behind. That infuriating woman always pretends to be so innocent, yet she has a knack for ensnaring men with those coy looks,” Freya mused bitterly, her heart aflame with the desire to gouge out those crafty, calculating eyes.

“Come in, mom’s waiting inside,” she announced, leading Walter further into the house. Turning back to Quinn, she prodded, “Quinn, what are you s**ng out for? Come on in!”Outside, a light drizzle painted the world, leaving Quinn’s hair speckled with tiny droplets.

As she stepped into the living room, she found Kaitlyn there, cradling her precious grandson and lulling him into a peaceful slumber. Quinn stood beside Kaitlyn, her eyes falling on the baby for the first time.

The child was plump and fair, his cherubic mouth breaking into a toothless, gummy smile just for her.A wistful haze settled over Quinn. This was her first time seeing the baby so close, and his cuteness was

overwhelming.

Her fingers brushed her abdomen unconsciously, a silent question forming in her mind. ‘Could my own child be as adorable as this one?”The baby reached out, his tiny hands seemingly intent on pulling Quinn closer.Mesmerized by the chubby little fingers, Quinn reached out, her own fingers guided by a

playful spirit.

Just as her fingertips were about to make contact, Freya intervened, pushing her aside.”Quinn, you haven’t washed your hands, right? Don’t go spreading germs to Peanut,” she admonished. Freya’s smile was strained, not quite reaching her eyes.

Her push was harder than necessary, causing Quinn to st**er back a few steps, almost falling to the floor.Quinn steadied herself by clutching the arm of the couch. After handing the baby to Freya, Kaitlyn finally rose to her feet, her gaze scrutinizing Quinn, all previous warmth gone.Kaitlyn’s eyes bore into

Quinn, scanning her from head to toe before finally resting on Quinn’s midsection. “Evelyn Reed!” she commanded.At her beckoning, a maid approached swiftly, two other s**ts trailing behind her.

“Quinn, Mrs. Kennedy would like to have you checked up.

Please confe with us,” she said tactfully.Quinn’s head shot up, her eyes meeting Kaitlyn’s icy stare.Her mouth opened, but no words emerged.Text property © Nôvel(D)ra/ma.Org.

Fear and astonishment filled her eyes as she instinctively stepped back. A heavy dread settled in Quinn’s heart. It seems fate is not on my side after all,’ she thought grimly.Kaitlyn sneered, “Did you think you could keep secrets from us and I won’t find out? I’ve told you before not to indulge in foolish dreams, but you wouldn’t listen.

Since you ask for it, you have only yourself to blame! Quinn shook her head, her hands flailing aimlessly, but Kaitlyn had already averted her gaze. “Evelyn Reed, take her away.”The two s**t*s promptly moved forward, grasping Quinn by her arms and pulling her towards the door.

Quinn clung to the door frame, her eyes darting back to the room where Kaitlyn had already resumed her grandmotherly duties. Freya’s lips curled into a cruel smirk, a familiar expression she wore whenever

she successfully executed a prank.

Walter watched the scene unfold with an impassive face. The indifferent faces surrounding Quinn were

grotesque in their coldness. Even the innocence of the baby in Kaitlyn’s arms couldn’t stir a shred of

compassion within her. Inside me is also a life,’ Quinn thought despairingly.The Serena Blake pried her fingers from the door frame, pulling her away.

The villa returned to its previous tranquility, as if Quinn had never been there. The only disruption was the child in Kaitlyn’s arms, who had started to cry.

The piercing wails echoed through the grand hall of the villa.Rain splashed against Quinn’s face, the cries sounding both near and distant, each one tearing at her heart.For a brief moment, she thought she heard the anguished wailing of the child in her womb.