Love Unspoken

"Yo, why you bouncin' so fast?" a voice called out.

Quinn whipped around, recognizing that voice. There was Alexander, hobbling out with a cane.

Her fingers tightened up, and she shot a quick look at Walter.

Walter had this smile, but his eyes were cold. "Well, if it ain't Mr. Kennedy. Been a minute. What happened to you?" he asked, eyeing Alexander's bum leg.

Alexander shrugged. "Pretty embarrassing, really. First time here, got lost, and a dog bit me."

Then he added, "Seems like you know this place well, Mr. Smith. Maybe you can look out for me."

Walter caught the dig and grinned wider. "Tough break. If you know it's dangerous, better head back. Next time, it might not just be your leg," he said, a hint of threat in his voice. Alexander shot back, "Can't do that. My wife's still here. Can't leave her with all these dogs around, right? What if they bite her?"

Quinn was just about done with their bickering.

Amanda, meanwhile, was confused. 'What dogs? The shepherds here don't bite,' she thought.

Walter sneered, "Your leg's busted, and so's your brain. Where's your wife? Or do you think every woman you see is yours?"

Quinn had enough. "Cut it out. Let's go," she told Walter.

Walter smiled, holding her hand. "Alright, Mr. Kennedy, we're out. Later," he said, turning to leave with Quinn.

But then, Quinn's wrist got grabbed.

She turned to Alexander. "What are you doing?"

Alexander just stared, holding on like a stubborn kid.

Walter grabbed Alexander's wrist, smiling, "Mr. Kennedy, if there's nothing else, we're leaving."

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He pried Alexander's hand off, using a lot of force and a sneaky angle, pinching his tendons.

Alexander winced in pain.

Walter and Alexander were having a silent showdown, and Quinn felt like her wrist was about to snap.Content is property of NôvelDrama.Org.

Finally, Alexander let go, and Walter pulled him away.

As Walter let go, Alexander stumbled back and hit the ground hard.

Quinn's face changed. If Walter hadn't held her, she'd have rushed over.

Amanda ran to help Alexander. "You okay?" she asked, worried.

Alexander winced but shook his head. "I'm fine," he said.

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Grinding his teeth, Walter forced a smile. "Mr. Kennedy's acting skills have really improved," he scoffed.

With Amanda's help, Alexander got up, weakly looking at Walter and then Quinn.

He said nothing, grabbed his cane, and limped back inside.

Watching him, Walter almost lost it but held back.

He turned to Quinn. "Let's go."

Quinn yanked her hand away, walked past him, and left on her own.