Chapter 1290 Quinn strolled into the house; it was like she never left, and neither had Alexander.
For a sec, it felt like thad frozen.
Olivia peeked out the door and asked, "Mrs. Kennedy, didn't Mr. Kennedy cback with you?" Quinn hesitated.
Abigail frowned and turned to Olivia. "Why don't you whip up something to eat? We haven't eaten all day, and we're starving." Olivia, a bit stunned, glanced at Quinn again, realized she might say something wrong, quickly nodded, and headed to the kitchen.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtAbigail led Quinn to the couch, trying to comfort her, "Oliver just said he'd send someone to look for Alexander. As soon as there's any news, we'll let you know." Quinn looked at her, a bit moved. "Thanks." "Don't mention it. Stay strong, okay? We don't want to worry," Abigail said softly.
Quinn forced a smile. "I'm really fine. He's not dead, so I won't be sad." Abigail didn't buy it but didn't push. She just nodded with a smile.
"You should go back. Your dad must be worried sick. Won't you feel better if you go back and reassure him?" Quinn asked.
Abigail hesitated.
Quinn knew she was worried. "Don't worry about me. I'm really fine. I won't do anything drastic." Abigail's face changed slightly. "What nonsense are you talking about? I know you wouldn't hurt yourself. I'm just worried you'll feel lonely living alone." "I won't. Olivia's here," Quinn replied.
"Alright then. I'll go back and cfind you tomorrow," Abigail said. She also felt she should go back and see her parents; otherwise, they'd be worried. She gave Quinn a worried look but gritted her teeth and left.
Oliver was waiting in the car and hadn't gone inside. When Abigail got in, she suddenly said, "Oliver, why don't you stay here with her?" Oliver frowned and looked at her disapprovingly. "Is that appropriate?" Abigail said naturally, "What's inappropriate about it? It's just taking care of a friend. Besides, Alexander isn't..." Before she could finish, she saw Oliver's sharp gaze and swallowed the rest of her words.
Oliver said, "I'll take you hfirst. You can cback to see her tomorrow." Abigail lowered her head and said nothing more.
The car drove off, and after the sound of the car disappeared, everything around beccompletely quiet. Olivia brought out a plate of pasta and placed it in front of Quinn. "Mrs. Kennedy, eat while it's hot." "Thanks," Quinn said, picking up the plate and using the utensils to bring the pasta to her mouth. She ate quickly, like she hadn't eaten in days.
Her mouth was full, and she swallowed with difficulty, making Olivia feel a pang of inexplicable heartache. Before Quinn could finish the bowl of pasta, Kyle rushed in.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmHe paused when he saw her. Although he knew she was alive, seeing her in person still shocked him.
After a moment's pause, he walked over slowly. "Mrs. Kennedy." Quinn turned to look at him; all familiar faces, indeed, nothing had changed here.
She slowly put down the utensils and stared straight at Kyle her eyes filled with an inscrutable emotion.
Kyle was silent for a while before he spoke, "I've heard everything. Dan't worry, Mr. Kennedy is so capable. He'll be fine." Quinn responded softly.
Kyle continued, "But there's one more thing." "What is it?" Quinn asked.
Kyle took out a document from his pocket and placed it in front of her.
ΟΠ "He instructedbefore, saying that if anything happened to him, including death or missing, you should sign this document."