Love Unspoken

At three o'clock in the afternoon, Cynthia showed up..

Cynthia's Ruby's mom. Ruby got the memo from Alexander to head home, and coincidentally, they both arrived on the same day. Kyle picked them up but didn't take them to the company. Instead, he took them directly to the hospital.

Getty was doing better now. She couldn't get outta bed yet, but everything else was working fine.

Alexander sat on the edge of the bed with his back to her. He hadn't said a word since he arrived and just sat there in a daze.

Unable to stand the silence in the ward, Getty reached out and patted Alexander's shoulder, asking, "Alexander, what's wrong? Why so quiet?"

Still nothing from Alexander.

Getty stared at his back, all confused. "Something go down?"

"Getty, have you ever regretted anything?" Alexander suddenly asked.

Getty was caught off guard, eyes flickering with confusion. "What are you talking about?"This text is property of Nô/velD/rama.Org.

Alexander replied, "Everything."

Getty was quiet for a sec, then said, "Except for running to save you, nope, no regrets."

But deep down, every time she saw her face, she regretted it. She regretted making such a huge sacrifice and not even getting a sympathetic look from him.

After that, the room went dead silent again.

Soon enough, Kyle brought in Cynthia and Ruby.

When Ruby entered and saw Getty's face, a trace of disgust flashed in her eyes.

She knew very well why Alexander had brought Cynthia here. Maybe she was about to get another sister.

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"Cynthia, this is Mr. Kennedy," Kyle introduced.

Cynthia looked pretty young, maybe in her forties. Except for some crow's feet when she smiled, her face was smooth.

The moment she walked in, her eyes locked onto Alexander, checking him out.

She smiled and said, "I know. Mr. Kennedy's so famous. Who wouldn't know him?"

Their sudden entrance made Getty scramble for a hat and mask, gearing up before looking at Cynthia.

"Are you Ruby's mom?" Getty asked.

Cynthia shifted her gaze to Getty, her smile fading. "Yeah, Mr. Kennedy brought me here right after I landed. Must be about her, right?"

Alexander stayed silent.

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Ruby clung to Cynthia's arm as if afraid someone would take Cynthia away, and they both sat down on the sofa.

"So, can we get to the point now?" Cynthia asked.

Kyle hesitated, glancing at Alexander, who still looked disinterested.

Kyle had to spill, "Here's the deal. When Ms. Morgan was being rescued earlier, the hospital ran outta blood bags. In a pinch, your daughter donated blood for her..."

He recounted the whole story, and everyone listened quietly. Getty's adoptive parents were there too, eyes all red. They probably knew their daughter might be someone else's now.

Kyle wrapped it up, "So Cynthia, Ms. Morgan wants to do a paternity test with you."

Surprisingly, Cynthia's face didn't change much.

She gives a slight smile and said, "No need for that. I can tell you straight up, she's not my daughter."