Love Unspoken

Landon's eyelid twitched, barely noticeable. He ignored her, pulled out a card from his pocket to unlock the door, then turned and motioned for her to come in.

Abigail gave him a once-over. He probably wouldn't pull anything; if he was going to, he would've done it back in Municity.

With that thought, she walked in confidently.

Landon followed her inside, shut the door, plopped down on the sofa, and opened the laptop on the table.

Abigail glanced around; it was actually a suite. She saw Landon focused on the computer and walked over to see what he was up to. But before she got close, Landon said, "Go inside." She paused, eyeing him suspiciously. "What's up? Got something you don't want me to see?"

Landon glanced at her.

She shrugged, showing she wasn't interested. She turned around, went into the room, and closed the door behind her.

Abigail pulled out her phone and called Quinn.

The call connected quickly, and she asked, "Quinn, you didn't come, did you?"

"No, I just finished packing. Are you really dating?" Quinn asked.

Abigail touched her nose, feeling a bit guilty. "Not yet. He keeps chasing me every day. It's so annoying."

Quinn blinked. She said she was annoyed, but her tone didn't sound very annoyed.

"Alright, have fun then," Quinn said.

"Do you have anywhere else to go?" Abigail asked.

"I'll see," Quinn replied.

They chatted a bit more before Quinn hung up. She sat on the bed, looking at Sprout, who had thrown toys everywhere, unsure of where to go.

She took out her phone to check some guides, but none of the places interested her, mainly because going alone seemed pointless.

After thinking for a while, she messaged Kyle to see if he was free.NôvelDrama.Org is the owner.

Kyle was swamped with work, so he definitely wasn't free.

She didn't know many people here, and Cody had a girlfriend now, so she couldn't go to him.

Quinn finally decided to lie down and take a nap.

Sprout was so noisy during the day that she couldn't sleep. As soon as she closed her eyes, something hit her face, waking her up. She opened her eyes to see a fish, though it was just a toy fish.

She tossed and turned on the bed, not wanting to ask Alexander. She knew if she did, he'd tell her to go back.

Quinn suddenly noticed the drone in the corner and sat up abruptly.

Luke had reached out to her, so it was the best chance to get close to him. Why hide?

Though he had ulterior motives, high reward often came with high risk.

Quinn took out her phone and messaged Luke.

Half an hour later, she pushed a stroller out the door and took a cab to a coffee shop.

Quinn went to one of the private rooms, knocked, and entered, finding Luke already inside.

Luke was dressed in a suit, and though his looks were average, his status and demeanor added a lot to his charm.

He smiled at Quinn. "Ms. Mellon, you're here."

Quinn pushed the stroller over and apologized, "Sorry, the baby was fussy on the way."

Luke gestured for her to sit. "I just got here too."

Quinn sat down across from him.

Luke then spoke, "Ms. Mellon, it must be hard taking care of a child alone, right?"

Quinn played along, "It's alright. He's pretty well-behaved."

"Did you ask me out for something specific, Ms. Mellon?" Luke asked.

Quinn hesitated, feeling a bit embarrassed. "Well, I wanted to ask you about something."

Luke looked a bit surprised.

Quinn continued, "You see the child, Mr. Lynch. I've been looking for his father. I saw someone at the Lynch family who looks a lot like his father, but he didn't recognize me." Luke wasn't too shocked by her question. He listened seriously and nodded.

"Aren't you Cody's girlfriend? I thought the child was Cody's," he remarked.

Quinn gave an awkward smile. "Sorry, that was just a temporary thing. We're not actually a couple. He was just helping me out."

There wasn't much to hide now. They had already figured out the relationship between Quinn and Cody, so there was no point in pretending.

"Is that so? So, you're looking for your husband?" Luke asked.

"You could say that. I wanted to ask you about Lance. Has he always gone by that name, or did he lose his memory?" Quinn inquired.

Luke stared at her intently, as if trying to see through her. He wasn't foolish enough to believe everything she said.

"Haven't you met him a few times? Do you think he's the one you're looking for?" Luke threw the question back at her.

Quinn frowned slightly and shook her head hesitantly. "Honestly, I'm not sure. Sometimes he seems very similar, but other times he doesn't, so I wanted to ask someone who knows him well. Mr. Lynch, are you close with Lance?" Luke smiled. "Of course, he's my cousin. Naturally, we're close."

"Has he always lived with the Lynch family?" Quinn asked.

"Of course not. He only returned to the Lynch family last year. Before that," Luke said, staring at Quinn and enunciating each word clearly, "he was called Alexander."

Quinn's eyes widened, a mix of acting and genuine surprise.

After all, she hadn't expected Luke to be so straightforward. For a moment, she forgot what to say.

Luke observed her reaction, his smile growing wider. "So, is he the one you're looking for, Ms. Mellon?"

Quinn nodded blankly. "Yes, but why doesn't he recognize me?"

"He lost his memory when he returned. Don't be sad, Ms. Mellon. When he remembers who he is, he won't be so cold to you," Luke explained.

"How can he remember?" Quinn asked.

"I don't know. It depends on how deep his feelings for you are. Maybe one day, when he sees your face, he'll suddenly remember. So don't lose hope, Ms. Mellon," Luke stated. Quinn forced a smile. "I see."

Luke changed the subject, "Earlier, I invited you to visit, but you refused. Why did you reach out to me now?"

Quinn said, "I'm sorry. We had never met before, and you suddenly called me. I thought it was a scam."

"I see," Luke said.

Quinn continued, "I thought about it for a while and decided to take a chance by asking you out. I didn't expect it to really be you."

"So, does that mean you agree to visit the Lynch mansion?" Luke asked.

Quinn replied, "You personally invited me, so of course, I'll go. But why did you suddenly invite me? We seem to have never met before."