Love Unspoken
Chapter 357

A sudden chill washed over Alexander's features, his brows knitting together in a frown, casting a gloomy shadow over his face. "So eager?" he queried, his tone laced with a hint of sarcasm.

Quinn, in response, averted her gaze, her hands fluttering in a nervous gesture. "You've yet to give me an answer regarding Juliet," she pointed out, her voice barely above a whisper. As she finished speaking, she lifted her head, her eyes hopeful, searching his face for a shred of kindness, a sliver of compassion for the pain she had endured at Kaitlyn's hands.

But she found nothing. His face was a mask, devoid of any discernible emotion, his feelings concealed within the depths of his eyes. His gaze was a labyrinth, too complex for Quinn to decipher or penetrate.

Abruptly, Alexander averted his gaze, his hand reaching out to smooth her disheveled hair. "You can't always get what you want," he said, his voice devoid of any warmth. "Since you've agreed to the divorce, Juliet is no longer your concern. I'm under no obligation to look after her."

A flicker of disappointment flashed in Quinn's eyes before she slumped onto the sofa, her body sagging with defeat. Was it still an impossibility then?

Alexander retracted his hand, his fingers closing around her wrist as he inspected the bandaged wound. "Look at this, your injury hasn't healed yet. How can you claim you're okay?"

Quinn bit her lip, her heart heavy with a myriad of emotions. She couldn't discern whether he truly desired a divorce or not. But she was exhausted, weary of the constant turmoil. He was a thorn embedded in her heart, and if she couldn't extract it, she would let it pierce her completely. At least then, she wouldn't be tormented any longer.

With a newfound resolve, Quinn gestured towards him, her voice firm. "Once I'm better, we'll get a divorce, and you can't back out."

A sneer tugged at the corner of his lips. "When have I ever backed out?"

Quinn met his gaze head-on, her eyes filled with defiance. Did he truly believe he had never reneged on his promises?

At times, Quinn wondered if he suffered from the same selective memory as she did. But now that he had voiced his intentions, she didn't need to keep up her guard. She chose to believe him this time.

Regardless of the circumstances, he was intent on a divorce. If not, how could he bestow upon Getty the status she deserved? Getty had been waiting patiently for years. His love for her was so profound, he wouldn't dare disappoint her. With a swift tug, Quinn pulled her hand free and rose to her feet, heading towards the staircase.

Alexander watched her retreating figure, a sigh of annoyance escaping his lips as he tugged at his collar. He rose from his seat, heading towards his study.

A short while later, Kyle arrived.

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Kyle entered the study, a stack of documents in his hands. "Alexander, I found something. Take a look," he said, handing the papers to Alexander. Alexander opened the folder, his eyes scanning over the surveillance footage and photos contained within.

Kyle began to explain, "No strangers have visited Juliet's room in the past few days, only the doctor, nurse, and the caregiver who frequently tends to her." "After Ariel was warned last time, he hasn't been to the hospital either, but he still wants to make money off of Juliet. There should be no need for him to kill her." Alexander casually flipped through the photos, his eyes skimming over the materials in his hands.

Kyle, unable to read Alexander's expression, wiped the sweat off his forehead before continuing, "And the surveillance footage shows that she went out on her own, so could it be...?"

"Is this the autopsy report?" Alexander interrupted, handing a document to Kyle.

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Kyle glanced at it and nodded, "Yes, it just came out yesterday."

Alexander continued to read.

Kyle relayed all the information he had gathered, but he was at a loss as to where to look next. He suspected that Juliet had indeed committed suicide, and the autopsy report seemed to confirm his suspicions. Alexander lifted his gaze to Kyle, his eyes narrowing as if he had made a discovery.

Kyle straightened his back, a sense of anticipation filling the air. "Alexander, have you found something?"

Alexander slapped the photos he held onto the table. "Bring that caregiver to me."

"The caregiver?" Kyle echoed, confusion clouding his features.

"You don't understand?" Alexander asked.