NovelEnglishChapter 1016 Soren was practically begging, "Mr. Kennedy, I'm sorry. I was wrong! Please spare me!" Alexander leaned in, getting all up in Soren's face. His stare was so intense that Soren started sweating bullets. With a voice colder than ice, Alexander said, "I'll give you one more shot. Spill it." Soren wiped his sweaty forehead, his voice shaking, "Mrs. Kennedy's not just weak, she's super depressed. If she can't get her emotions in check, her body's gonna get worse and worse, and eventually..." He trailed off. "Eventually what?" Alexander pushed.
Soren gulped, "Physical stuff's easy to fix, but emotional issues? Not so much. Eventually, her body will just give out, and she'll die from depression." Alexander's eyes narrowed. He repeated, almost to himself, "Die from depression?" "Yeah." Soren sneaked a look at Alexander, patting himself on the back for his quick thinking.
By blaming Quinn's condition on her emotions, he could dodge the blame, leaving Alexander with nothing to argue about.
Quinn's mood was part of the problem, and her body was also seriously messed up. The combo made her extremely fragile.
Otherwise, Soren wouldn't have bolted in the middle of the night.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtAlexander frowned deeply but didn't keep grilling Soren or tell him to get up.
Soren stayed kneeling, figuring he was lucky Alexander didn't punish him; kneeling wasn't gonna kill him.
So, as long as Alexander was chilling on the sofa, he stayed on his knees.
It wasn't until dinner tthat Alexander finally left the living room.
Quinn had been tossing and turning all afternoon and was woken up by Alexander for dinner. She gave him a weak glance, too tired to even talk.
Alexander helped her sit up, propping a pillow behind her, and brought over a bowl of porridge.
"Here. Careful, it's hot," he said gently.
Quinn turned her head away, "I don't wanna eat." Alexander coaxed, "Just a few bites. Con, be good." If you're loving the book, nel5sis where the adventure continues. Join us for the complete experience all for free. The next chapter is eagerly waiting for you! He had already put the spoon to her lips, leaving her no choice but to swallow the porridge.
After a few bites, she couldn't take any more. She clamped her lips shut and turned her head away.
Alexander didn't push it. He put the porridge down and took her hand. "Quinn, anywhere you wanna go?" Quinn shook her head slightly.
She didn't wanna go anywhere; she was too tired.
Alexander tried again, "Anything you wanna eat?" Quinn shook her head again.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmHe kept at it, "Anything you wanna do?" "Alexander," Quinn said weakly. "I just wanna sleep. Can you stop talking?"
If you're loving the book, nel5sis where the adventure continues. Join us for the complete experience all for free The next chapter is eagerly waiting for you! Alexander opened his mouth, but seeing how exhausted she was, he swallowed his words. He stood up, helped her lie back down, and covered her with a blanket. "Then get sgood rest.
Quinn had already closed her eyes, ignoring him.
The phone on the bedside table suddenly rang. Alexander picked it up and unlocked it, seeing a bunch of messages for Quinn. || Helen was asking when she'd be back at work.
Abigail was asking about Walter. With so many people dead from that accident, it was impossible to keep it under wraps.
The guys Walter brought were mercenaries, which everyone knew.
Plus, Walter was already dead. He ye made the perfect scapegoat.
Alexander stared at Abigail's profile picture for a long tbefore dialing her. Abigail answered all cheerful, "Quinn, you haven't visited or contactedin ages. What have you been up to?" "Abigail." The second Abigail heard Alexander's annoying voice, her smile vanished.
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