GoodReadQuinn found herself reeling from the icy tone of his voice, a sensation of suffocation inexplicably rising within her
chest. "Do you want a divorce so badly? You've been playing quite the gwith me, Quinn. | never pegged you
for such a talented actress," Alexander retorted.
Her fingers clenched involuntarily, and she found herself at a loss for words as she met his gaze. 'He's not
entirely wrong," she thought. "Thoughts of divorce have often crossed my mind. When I'm alone, when | witness
his favoritism towards Getty, and during the solitude of the night, such thoughts have plagued me."
These thoughts tend to be more extreme, akin to decisions made on the brink of sleep, decisions that are usually
regretted to sextent the following day. During my conversations with Nicholas, I've considered broaching
the topic of divorce, but by the next day, | am only interested in asking about Juliet.
She found herself unable to articulate these conflicting emotions to him. In a sense, Alexander wasn't entirely
wrong. "No explanations then?" Alexander's gaze bore into her.
Quinn clutched the hem of her dress, choosing silence as her response. Alexander studied her for a moment
before leaning back, a semblance of composure returning to his features. "Quinn, I'll say it again. It's pointless to
inquire about divorcingfrom anyone else. Don't be so naive."
Quinn stared at him, her bewilderment growing. She couldn't fathom his motivations. His deep affection for
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtGetty, yet his refusal to provide Getty with a proper home, was beyond her comprehension. 'He's clearly
indifferent towards me, treatingwith a cold detachment, as if I'm not good enough. Yet, he stubbornly
refuses to divorce me. 'Could it be due to his promise to Ulysses? Is he truly a man of his word?' she pondered.
Alexander tilted his head slightly, beckoning her. "Chere."Quinn pursed her lips and rose, making her way
towards him. He gently pulled her closer, and with a slight tug, Quinn lost her balance, tumbling onto his lap.
Alexander encircled her waist, bringing his face close to her ear. He whispered, "Tell me, who's been planting the
seed of divorce in your mind?"
Caught off guard, Quinn turned to meet his gaze. His eyes were deep pools of darkness, devoid of any
discernible emotion. Quinn held his gaze until he suddenly demanded, "Out with it! Who the hell was it?"His
raised voice startled her, causing her to flinch.
In a panic, she attempted to rise and retreat, but he firmly gripped her wrist. "Quinn, have | been too lenient with
you? Is that why you dismiss my words as if they're mere whispers in the wind?" he admonished.
His fingers tightened around her wrist, causing pain to shoot up her arm. Tears welled up in her eyes as she
struggled against his hold, but it was to no avail. He held on relentlessly. "Why won't you speak? What's silencing
you?" he demanded.
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The calm and composed facade on his face began to crack with each word he uttered, hinting at a hidden
ferocity. Quinn was terrified. He seemed like a stranger to her, unhinged and unpredictable. Desperation took
over, and she tried to pull away from his grip.
But he seized her wrist, yanked her
back, and flung her onto the couch
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closed her eyes in pain, the world
seemingly spinning out of control.
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