Love Unspoken

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Chapter 877 Quinn placed the empty bowl back on the tray and looked up at Alexander.

He calmly handed the tray to Olivia, stood up, and said to Quinn, "You should change clothes first." Olivia followed him out and closed the door behind her.

As soon as the door clicked shut, Quinn's face changed. She covered her mouth and rushed to the bathroom.

She leaned over the toilet and vomited violently.

The medicine was unbearably bitter, way beyond what anyone should have to endure. Whether before or after her amnesia, she couldn't handle such a strong impact.

She never knew medicine could taste this awful.

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Quinn vomited for a full two minutes, expelling more than half of what she had just ingested.

Her stomach kept contracting, and the bitter taste lingered, causing her to lean over the toilet and retch again. This time, only a mouthful of sour water cout.

Exhausted, Quinn slumped to the ground, her face pale as a ghost.

Thinking of Abigail still in the hospital, she rested for a moment, wiped the tears from her eyes with her sleeve, and used the toilet for support to stand up and change clothes.

When she went downstairs, Alexander was watching TV on the sofa. She glanced at the screen and saw it was Shrek.

She paused for a moment and walked behind him.

Olivia called out, "Mrs. Kennedy." Quinn was slightly taken aback and glanced at Alexander on the sofa. He was watching TV with his legs crossed, not even sparing her a glance.

Quinn pursed her lips and said, "Don't callMrs. Kennedy. I'm not Alexander's wife anymore." Olivia also glanced at Alexander but quickly reacted, staring at Quinn in shock. "Mrs. Kennedy, you can talk?" Alexander slightly turned his head, catching sight of Quinn from the corner of his eyes.

A few seconds later, he stood up, turned to Quinn, and said, "Let's go." Quinn quickly followed him outside the villa, where the sunlight was a bit dazzling.

Kyle, right on cue, opened the car door. "Mr. Kennedy, Mrs. Kennedy." Quinn silently got into the car, and the next second, Alexander squeezed in as well, making the spacious car suddenly feel cramped.

She turned to Alexander and said, "Don't let them callMrs. Kennedy anymore. We divorced a long tago." Alexander also turned, meeting her gaze calmly, and said, "Their mouths are their own. I can't control them." Quinn frowned. He was clearly being unreasonable. With just one word from him, no one would dare to call her that.

"But," Alexander seemed to suddenly remember something and leaned closer to Quinn, continuing, "you remindedsomething. When are we going to register our marriage again?" "Alexander, am I not clear enough?" Quinn stared at him, anger flickering in her clear eyes. "We will never remarry!" Alexander's deep eyes locked onto her, not speaking for a long time.

After a while, he chuckled and said, "Being able to talk really makes a difference." He looked the sas before, the sface, the seyes, but with a bit more aura.

Of course, it also had to do with her remembering her identity.

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After all, the former Quinn was pampered at home, with her own pride and temper.

But the amnesiac Quinn was like a blank slate. The unfamiljar new m environment had made her humble and timid.

He avoided the subject, making stilltbe sa Quinn feel he was still the sjust as hard to communicate with as before. She turned her head in frustration, not wanting to talk to him anymore.

Suddenly, Alexander's hand cupped her face, forcibly turning her head to meet his gaze.

Alexander said in a low voice, "Quinn, I had made it clear, to Ne raised you, so you are mine." Quinn's pupils slightly contracted.

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