Love Unspoken

The bodyguard quickly snatched Quinn's phone. "Mrs. Kennedy, please hurry. Just take a quick look, okay?"

Quinn was surprised. She had wanted to call Alexander to scold him, not to tattle.

But since they agreed, she didn't explain. She put her phone away and headed upstairs. "Got it. Thanks."

As she went up, the bodyguards sighed in relief, wiping sweat from their foreheads.

If it was found out that Quinn went to see Orion, they might get a beating. But if she accused them of molestation, they might lose their lives. They knew which was the lesser evil.

Quinn had become more difficult since she started speaking.

Quinn quickly reached Orion's ward. The door was open, but she didn't go in to avoid trouble for the bodyguards.

She stood at the door and looked inside. Orion and Abigail were playing cards with another person she didn't recognize, probably a caregiver.

Orion seemed to be recovering well. He wore a neck brace, and one leg and one arm were in casts.

Their card-playing movements were stiff.

"I won again, sorry. Where should I draw this time?" Abigail, with both hands in casts, clumsily held a pen with two fingers.

She asked the caregiver, "Can you help me out?"

The caregiver lifted her arm to reach Orion's face.

Orion looked helpless. "Enough already. My face is almost covered with your drawings!"

Abigail grinned wickedly, drawing a turtle. "It's your fault for being bad at cards. How can you think about marrying Quinn with skills like that?"

"What do you mean?" Orion asked, agitated.

Abigail scoffed, "I just feel sorry for Quinn's poor judgment. She really has bad taste in partners, made the wrong choice twice."

Orion was displeased. "That's nonsense. How am I not good enough? I'm way better than Alexander! I think you're the one with poor judgment, no wonder you're still single!" Hearing this, Abigail pressed harder, causing Orion to cry out in pain.

"What are you doing! I'm bleeding!" Orion exclaimed.

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"You're not that fragile! No blood. Suck it up!" Abigail roared back.

"You're so vicious!" Orion accused.

Abigail laughed. "Yeah, unlike you, you're fragile but kind-hearted. Now stop moving, I'm almost done with this drawing."

Orion suddenly raised his hand to push her away, angrily saying, "Who are you calling fragile? I'm very strong!"

Abigail shot back, "Getting angry now, huh? Who was the one crying earlier?"

Orion froze, his face turning red. "That was because of the pain. I told you countless times, those were reflex tears! I don't believe you didn't cry!"

Abigail rebutted, "Do you think I'm like you? I didn't cry."

Seeing them having so much fun, Quinn quietly turned and left.

As long as they were okay, she was relieved.

With Alexander by her side, she could never fit in and have fun like they did.

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If it weren't for her, they wouldn't be lying here now.

As Quinn went downstairs, she suddenly turned her head to look down the hallway.

Her gaze fell on Getty's room.

The two bodyguards exchanged worried glances and called out, "Mrs. Kennedy."

Quinn withdrew her gaze. "Let's go."

She knew they were afraid she would go and provoke Getty. Alexander probably knew about her eavesdropping outside Getty's ward last time, which was why they were so nervous. Alexander was really protective of Getty.

She wouldn't visit Getty either, and even if she did, she wouldn't know what to say.

After all, before Alexander married her, he was first in a relationship with Getty.