Love Unspoken
Chapter 345

Alexander's fingers stilled in their motion.

He was no fool. He had no intention of acting contrary simply because the message had originated from Walter.

Alexander understood Walter's insinuation. A sudden urgency overcame him. He cast his phone aside, deftly spun his car around, and hastened back. On reaching the Kennedy residence, he parked his vehicle and strode with determination towards the living room.

Upon his entrance, Alexander's gaze was immediately drawn to Quinn. She was kneeling in front of the coffee table, a pen trembling in her grasp as she scrawled her signature on the divorce agreement. His presence was instantly felt by the others in the room the moment he stepped inside.

Kaitlyn rose to her feet, seemingly unaffected by the icy demeanor that Alexander exuded. She greeted him with a smile, "Son, your timing is impeccable. Quinn has already signed the divorce papers. You two should proceed to obtain the divorce certificate now."

Alexander lingered at the entrance, an intimidating aura of frostiness enveloping him that the indoor heating failed to dispel. It was as if the room's temperature had suddenly plummeted.

His gaze rested on Quinn, her face pale and slick with sweat, her hair tangled and sticking to her cheeks as if she had just emerged from water.

Kaitlyn's eyebrows furrowed slightly as she turned to Quinn, "Quinn, why don't you bring the divorce papers over?"

With her head bowed, Quinn lifted the documents with trembling hands and unsteadily rose to her feet. She shuffled towards Alexander, extending the signed divorce agreement towards him. Alexander's eyes were drawn to the papers, splattered with bloodstains. The signature area was a mess of strokes, almost obliterated by fresh blood, rendering the writing nearly illegible. As he reached out, intending to touch her face, Quinn recoiled and retreated a step.

His hand suspended in the air, he observed her pallid complexion and the fearful, wary look in her eyes. He shifted his gaze to Kaitlyn, "What is this?"

His voice was tinged with a restrained emotion, which, to an inattentive ear, would seem no different from his usual tone.

Kaitlyn responded dismissively, "She was refusing to sign. Naturally, I had to ensure she would. How could I let her continue clinging to you?"

"Alexander, I know you lack the heart to be harsh with this dummy, but since you've decided on a divorce, don't hesitate. If it benefits you, I don't mind playing the villain," Kaitlyn added. Alexander's eyes blazed with intensity as he stared at Kaitlyn. After a moment, he let out a laugh that, if not for the curve of his lips, would have sounded more like a harbinger of violence. "Well, thank you for that," he said.

"Don't mention it. Now that the divorce agreement is signed, hurry and get the divorce certificate. It'll spare me the irritation of seeing this dummy every day," Kaitlyn retorted.

Alexander seized Quinn's wrist forcefully, drawing her injured hand towards him. Her fingertips were still seeping blood, which trickled down her fingers and stained her entire palm and the back of her hand a vivid crimson. Her entire hand was soaked in blood.

"Who did this?" Alexander demanded.

At his question, the Evelyn Reed recoiled.

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The last time Quinn had been punished by being made to kneel on glass, he had been absent. The other two maids who were forced to kneel for a day and a night vanished the next day, and their whereabouts remained unknown to this day. Now, the Evelyn Reed felt a shiver of fear in her heart and she looked at Kaitlyn with pleading eyes.

Kaitlyn offered her a reassuring glance, straightened her back, and addressed Alexander, "I did it. What of it?"

"Do you intend to kill me, your own mother, over this dummy?" Kaitlyn held her ground, staring down Alexander, confident he wouldn't dare harm her.

After all, the decision to divorce was his. She had merely facilitated the process.

"Alexander, you decided to divorce. If you truly still cared for this dummy, then why proceed with the divorce?" Kaitlyn challenged him.

Alexander's gaze wavered before he finally averted his eyes to glance at the divorce papers in Quinn's hands.