Love Unspoken

Alexander slowed the car and glanced at Quinn. "So, what's the plan?"

"The doc said you need a proper check-up, right? Since we're here, let's do it," Quinn replied, her tone light but her eyes dead serious, like she'd ice him out if he said no.

Alexander pulled over, fingers drumming on the steering wheel, a helpless grin on his face.

"You care about me that much?" he teased.

Quinn ignored him, cutting straight to the point. "Which way to the hospital?"

"Thought I was taking you shopping?" Alexander countered.

"Hospital first, then shopping," Quinn insisted.

"Quinn," Alexander called, trying to reason. "I'm fine now. Trust me, no need for the hospital."

"If you don't go, let me out right here," Quinn shot back, stubborn as ever.

Alexander's smile faded a bit. "What are you doing?"

"None of your business," Quinn snapped, opening the car door and heading towards downtown.

Alexander quickly followed, catching up and grabbing her arm. "Alright, stop it."

Quinn paused, turning to face him. "What do you mean? I'm not the one hurt. Do whatever you want."

"Why are you so set on me going to the hospital?" Alexander asked.

Silence fell between them. Quinn's eyes reddened as she stared at him.

Alexander's grin disappeared completely.

"Alexander, I don't want you to prove how much you care about me by getting hurt. I don't want your sympathy. This won't make me forgive you. All you'll get is my guilt. Didn't you say you wouldn't use death to get my forgiveness? So don't use hurting yourself either, okay?"

Alexander stared at her, speechless.

They locked eyes, and it felt like even the air had stilled.

After a long pause, Alexander reached out and touched her cheek. "Alright, I'll go. Is that enough?" he said softly.

Quinn's eyes flickered as she turned away.

She could ignore his fate, but not if he got hurt because of her.

She couldn't convince herself otherwise.

Alexander took her hand. "Alright, get in the car. We're going to the hospital."

He pulled Quinn, and she didn't resist, getting back into the car.

Neither spoke, the atmosphere heavier and more serious than before.

Alexander drove to the downtown area, where there was a proper hospital. It was crowded with tourists, a stark contrast to the impoverished village.

Quinn followed Alexander inside. Luckily, the medical staff spoke a language she understood, so she could follow along.

The medical equipment was top-notch. Not knowing the procedures, she stuck close to Alexander, making sure all the necessary tests were done.

They spent the whole day at the hospital, going through various tests.

It seemed like Alexander was challenging her, doing almost a full-body check-up, resulting in a thick stack of printed results.

But seeing him go through such a comprehensive check-up meant he probably wasn't in serious trouble.

Quinn waited patiently.

It wasn't until after 4 PM that he finished the last test.

"Now you can relax," Alexander said, showing her the thick stack of results.

Quinn took the papers, flipping through them. After seeing all the items checked off, she finally nodded in relief.Belongs © to NôvelDrama.Org.

When she flipped to a certain page, her eyes glanced oddly at Alexander. "You even checked your sexual function?"

"Of course, how else would you be reassured?" Alexander said naturally.

Quinn's cheeks flushed, and she slapped the papers back at him. "What's that got to do with me?"

"Didn't you ask me to come?" Alexander asked, looking innocent.

"Stop talking nonsense and go submit them," Quinn commanded.

She didn't want to hear any more, pushing him to submit the papers.

Seeing him hand the test results to the doctor, she asked, "When will the results be out?"

"Around a week," Alexander said, showing her the receipt with the date.

Quinn took the receipt and pocketed it.

Her action made Alexander laugh.

"It's already dark. Not safe to go back now. Let's not go back," he suggested.

Quinn nodded. As long as he did the check-up, she didn't care what they did next.

She was sure Alexander's injury hadn't healed, so she didn't want to rush him about rescuing Abigail.