NovelEnglishAlexander tilted his head, gesturing for Kyle to cin.
Kyle quietly closed the door behind him, carrying a food box and carefully arranging the food inside. He whispered, "The doctor mentioned that you recently had surgery and should only have light meals. Mr. Volorganized this for you. It's clean and hygienic, so both you and Mrs. Kennedy can feel at ease." Alexander just glanced at it and said, "Leave it." Kyle nodded, set down the food box, and noticed the cigarettes on the table.
He then said, "Mr. Kennedy, you've just had surgery. It's important to rest well for a quick recovery." After Kyle finished speaking and noticed Alexander's impatience, he didn't continue, packed up the food box, and left.
Quinn slept deeply until the afternoon before waking up.
During this time, the General conce and was shocked to see Quinn sleeping in bed.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtGeneral brought sfruits, but upon seeing Quinn still asleep. He left them and walked away.
Getty also visited, not just surprised but also jealous and angry.
The contrast between now and before was too significant for Getty to accept. She couldn't handle this disparity. Getty placed the fresh flowers on the table and left without throwing a tantrum in front of Alexander.
Getty may appear naive, but she is actually quite perceptive. Particularly in Alexander's presence, Getty carefully studies his words and expressions to understand his intentions and mood. All her thoughts are centered on Alexander, as she tries to figure out how to gain his favor.
Over time, Getty realized that no matter how hard she tried to please Alexander, he never liked her.
Unable to win Alexander's affection, Getty could only resort to clinging to him.
Rubbing her eyes, Quinn felt a bit disoriented as she looked around the hospital room. She stared at the ceiling, taking a moment to recall why she was there. Suddenly, she sat up in bed and noticed Alexander standing by the window. The setting sun cast a perfect light on Alexander's face, making his features blurry in the sunset, only the outline of his profile visible.
Quinn threw off the quilt, got out of bed, and as she woke up from her nap, her mind cleared up a bit.
Quinn approached Alexander, tugging at his arm.
Alexander cback to his senses and turned to look at Quinn, "You're awake." Quinn gestured, "Why aren't you resting in bed?" Alexander replied, "I got up for sfresh air. It seems like it's Christmas today. Do you want to go out?" Quinn shook her head without hesitation, her gaze firm. "No, you can't go out." Quinn's eyelid twitched. Alexander fell silent for a moment, picking up the cigarette at hand to light it.
Quinn once again snatched the cigarette away from Alexander, shaking her head disapprovingly. The doctor had warned that Alexander couldn't smoke or drink, as it could be fatal for him. Alexander looked at his empty hand, and Quinn's forehead vein twitched slightly. "Give it to me." Quinn put her hands behind her back, shaking her head to refuse Alexander's request.
Alexander was silent for a moment, then suddenly softened his tone, whispering, "Be good, give it to me." Quinn still refused.
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Alexander pursed his lips and locked eyes with Quinn, who returned his gaze. They stood facing each other En as the sun began to set. Just then, the doctor entered to examine Alexander, who finally diverted his attention from Quinn.
The doctor asked, "Mr. Kennedy, how are you feeling today?" "I won't die." Alexander replied casually, slouching on the couch. It was evident that he was in a very sour mood.
Quinn pinched the cigarette pack in her hand. Was Alexander angrym because she didn't give him his cigarettes? But still, Quinn couldn't give them to Alexander. Rather than watch Alexander die, Quinn would rather have him angry.
The doctor also noticed this dynamic.
Awkwardly chuckling, he asked m Alexander to sit on the bed so he could examine his wounds.
Alexander didn't move. X
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