Love Unspoken

Chapter 1423 Quinn was just here to make an appearance; she hadn't expected him to actually show up.

She forced a smile, feeling awkward. "Hey, good afternoon." Alexander stared at her, making Quinn feel a bit guilty. "You think it's good?" "Yeah, pretty good. Have you eaten?" Quinn replied, still awkward.

"Move," Alexander said coldly.

Quinn could hear the anger in his voice. She stepped aside without a word.

Alexander pushed the door open and shut it behind him.

Quinn stood there, dumbfounded. After a while, realizing he wasn't coming back out, she turned and left. Alexander chere to avoid Quinn, but she followed him here. Quinn figured he'd be pissed.

She went back to the guest room and stayed for another two days.

The villa got lively with the Lynch family members returning. Quinn stood by the window, watching people pass by in small groups.

She didn't know any of them. Alexander closed the window and went back to bed.

The stuff Kyle bought had arrived, so she went back to Iris Estates to pick them up. Later, someone knocked on the door. Quinn got up to open it, and it was Luke. Luke smiled at her. "Ms. Mellon, you've been here for a few days. Isn't it boring?" "Yeah," Quinn said, stepping aside to let him in. "I've tried to see him several times but haven't met him once." Luke clicked his tongue. "What should we do then?" Quinn put her hand in her pocket and felt something. She sighed, looking troubled. "I also want to know, Mr. Lynch. Didn't you say you would help me?" Luke paused, then suddenly turned his head and looked at her meaningfully.

Quinn's expression changed.

Luke took a step closer. Quinn resisted the urge to step back and looked at him, puzzled.

Luke said, "I do have an idea." "What idea?" Quinn asked.

Luke replied, "Later, we'll go to the main dining room for dinner. I need your cooperation." Quinn nodded. "Sure, how do I cooperate?" Luke put his arm around her waist, and she stiffened slightly. "What are you doing?" Luke leaned close to her ear and whispered a few words. Quinn's eyes flickered.

Quinn agreed, and Luke's smile grew even brighter.

Luke didn't leave; he stayed with Quinn, waiting to go to the dining room.

Quinn was also looking for an opportunity to place the tracker on him. The thing she picked up from Iris Estates in the morning was a tracker.

She needed to find a way to place it where he wouldn't notice.

Seeing him playing with Sprout, Quinn suddenly had an idea. She walked over to Luke and called, "Mr. Lynch." Luke glanced back at her. "What's up?" Quinn asked, "Will everyone in the Lynch family be at dinner later?" "Of course," Luke answered.

Quinn requested, "It's still early. Can you taketo buy a dress? I'm not familiar with this place, and it's my first formal meeting with them. I want to dress appropriately." Luke looked her up and down.

Quinn indeed didn't have any formal dresses. She was still wearing a down jacket with a sweater underneath, looking very plain.

After thinking for a moment, Luke agreed. "No problem, but we don't have much time. Let's go, quickly." Quinn nodded eagerly and followed him out.

She held Sprout in the back seat. Luke had called a driver and sat in the back with her.

They were sitting pretty close. Luke casually put his arm around her waist, saying, "You can't be this nervous later. Get used to it now." "I'll try." Quinn ignored his hand, took out the tracker from her pocket, and started chatting with Luke. "Are you usually very busy?" "Yeah, super busy. My grandfather just passed away, and there's a lot to handle," Luke replied.

"That must be tough?" Quinn asked, testing the waters.

"It's okay. In the Lynch family, we don't shy away from hard work; what we fear is idleness," Luke responded. Quinn turned to look at him and slipped the tracker into the seat crevice. It was a safe spot; unless someone took the seat apart, it wouldn't be found.

Since she couldn't get close enough to him, she decided to place the tracker in his car. As long as Luke went out, he'd drive. She didn't know how many cars he had, so she bought several trackers to place in all his cars. She was determined to find the location of the listening device.

After placing the tracker, Quinn smiled at him.

Luke had no idea what Quinn had done. To him, she was just a woman who couldn't live without Alexander and wasn't very smart.

He thought Quinn's mind was full of thoughts about finding Alexander and reuniting with him. Women, he thought, only had such things on their minds.

They arrived at a high-end mall, and Quinn randomly picked a dress recommended by the staff and bought it.

On the way back, she asked if there were any fun places to visit, hoping Luke would take her out. Luke said he would find someone to take her.

Quinn sighed and gave up for now. What if this car was the one Luke often drove?

When they returned to the Lynch mansion, it was already dark. The dinner in the dining room was almost set up, and many people were sitting and many people in the living room. Seeing Luke cin, many people greeted him with smiles, but their attention was on Quinn. Quinn had been here before, so speople remembered her.

A man asked, "Luke, why did you bring Cody's girlfriend?"

Luke looked at the speaker and then put his arm around Quinn. "She's not Cody's girlfriend anymore; she's my girlfriend." The man was stunned.

Others were also surprised. Whose child was Quinn holding? "Luke, when did you have a child?" the man asked again.

"This is Quinn's brother, not her child," Luke replied.

Quinn glanced at him oddly, thinking he would admit to being the father.

Luke was just acting with Quinn, not ready to take on such a big label. Otherwise, people would laugh at him.

Quinn pretended not to understand their conversation and stood aside as if she were invisible.

Seeing more and more people arriving, Quinn couldn't stay here. She couldn't let Alexander see her.

She had agreed to Luke to place the tracker.

So, she whispered to Luke, "The baby seems to have pooped. I need to change his diaper." Luke frowned. "Dinner is about to start. Can you wait?" "No, if he cries later and disturbs you guys, it will leave a bad impression," Quinn replied.

Luke glanced at Sprout. Sprout had been awake for a while, lying quietly in Quinn's arms without making a sound.

"How do you know he pooped?" Luke asked.

"He slept for a long time. If he's not moving now, he's pooping," Quinn said, lifting the Swaddle and showing En him the diaper.