GoodReadAn hour had elapsed by the tQuinn finally emerged from the confines of the bathroom.
She found herself back in the sanctuary of her bed, though she had no recollection of how she managed to get
there. Exhaustion had claimed her, leaving her incapable of even the smallest of movements.
Through the narrow slits of her barely opened eyes, she caught sight of Alexander preparing to leave. She
watched him, her mind in a daze, as he slipped into a dark sweater and exited the room, the closing door
severing her view of him. Her eyelids, too heavy to resist, fell shut, surrendering her to the beckoning arms of
sleep.She was roused from her slumber by a sharp, piercing pain in her lower abdomen.
Huddled in bed, her skin pale and slick with sweat, the sensation was hauntingly familiar-it echoed the pain she
had endured after the loss of her child.
Summoning all her strength, Quinn managed to rise from the bed. Leaning heavily against the wall for support,
she navigated her way downstairs with shaky steps.She located the painkillers, her hand trembling as she
poured several into her palm.
She knew one would be insufficient. Swiftly, she popped the pills into her mouth and rushed to the faucet,
washing them down with gulps of tap water.
Afterwards, she allowed herself to crumple onto the cold kitchen floor.She glanced at the painkillers still clutched
in her hand and forced a bitter smile onto her face.A thought crossed her mind: if she were to die, Getty would
undoubtedly be overjoyed.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtBut what about Alexander? Would he share in that happiness?With her eyes closed, she lay on the kitchen floor,
her body devoid of strength. The only sound was the rhythmic patter of the rain outside.Such heavy rain... The
following day dawned.
Quinn awoke to find herself still sprawled on the floor, the realization dawning on her that Alexander had not
returned hthe previous night.
Her memory of the preceding night was hazy-her stomach pain, her descent downstairs for medication, her
collapse onto the floor without any recollection of how she ended up there.Propping herself up against the stove,
she gingerly touched her abdomen, which still pulsed with a faint ache.
Ignoring the pain as she had grown accustomed to, Quinn busied herself with preparing breakfast. Once the
meal was ready and set on the table, she sat in anticipation for a while.
It was only when the clock chimed eight that she began to nibble at the food, alone.After changing her clothes,
she hailed a cab to the office.
She found herself on the deserted floor, seated at her desk, her gaze fixed blankly on the computer
screen.Before long, Kyle Astor walked in and noticed her idle state. He extended sdocuments towards
her."Quinn, if you're looking for something to do, could you enter these into the computer? You know how to use
spreadsheets, right?"
Quinn looked up at him, nodded, and
accepted the papers from his hands.
Kyle noticed the pallor of her face
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and hesitated befor dubning
Qin, Bre you feeling all
right?"Quinn was momentarily taken
aback before shaking her
head."Alright then, I'll go get busy."As
Kyle exited the office, he ran into
Alexander heading in his direction.
He quickly approached him,
"Alexander, do we need to deal with
that news story?"Alexander paused,
glanced at him sideways, "What
news?'But then he EEE AND)
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmlet it be. ‘Kyle fuprowéd hls brows in
cbnfusibh But if we leave it, who
knows how it'll develop? Someone is
clearly stirring the pot. In just one
day, rumors about you and Getty are
all over the place." And they've dug
up your entire background."Alexander
stepped into his office, responding
indifferently, "Then let them stir."Kyle
continued, "If it escalates, your
marriage might get exposed, and
Getty could be dragged through the
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