Love Unspoken

The doc shot a nervous glance at Alexander, gulped, and stammered, "Uh, her condition's pretty bad. She lost a ton of blood, and her vitals are all over the place." Alexander's eyes narrowed. He let go of the doc and even fixed his collar. "What's up with her vitals?"

The doc sighed. "Look, it's not looking good. You should brace yourself."

He was sugarcoating it as Quinn's situation was way worse than he let on.

Kyle chimed in, "She's still alive, right?"

The doc wiped the sweat off his forehead. "Yeah, she's still hanging in there."

Kyle let out a sigh of relief, thinking if the doc had said something worse, Alexander might've snapped and done something crazy.

Quinn got moved to a regular room for a blood transfusion. She'd lost so much blood that if they were even half an hour late, she wouldn't have made it.

Outside, Soren tracked down the doc from earlier to get the lowdown on Quinn.

"How's Quinn doing?"

The doc gave him a once-over. "And you are?"

Soren replied, "I'm a doc too. I know her condition, so spill it."

"If you know, why ask me?" the doc shot back.

Soren looked a bit sheepish. "Honestly, I knew before, but lately, I can't figure it out."

The doc looked puzzled. "What do you mean?"

Soren explained, "I can't feel her heartbeat, so I wanted to know what your latest check-up showed."

"Really?" The doc thought for a moment and added, "But honestly, she's in bad shape. The readings are super low, and she seems to have given up. Anyway, I feel..."

The doc stopped, remembering Alexander's earlier vibe.

Soren pulled him aside. "Go ahead. No one's around, and I won't tell Mr. Kennedy. I just need to know how much time she has."

He needed to plan his escape.

He knew if Quinn died, he'd be the first one Alexander would come after.

The doc frowned and held up one finger.

"A year? That's not too bad. I figured the same," Soren said, relieved. He thought, 'If Quinn cooperates with treatment and stays positive, she could recover in a year and live another seven or eight years. With medical advances, who knows? But if she keeps wanting to die, a year tops.'

The doc looked at him and said, "I meant one month."

"One month? You gotta be kidding!" Soren was shocked.

The doc sighed. "You can read the data, right? Come see her vitals yourself. Saying she has a month is being optimistic."

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They walked to the office. After seeing the data, Soren knew it was time to bail.

In the ward, Quinn was still out cold.

Alexander sat beside her, staring at her face but looking lost. Under the harsh light, he looked completely defeated.

Kyle stood by, his expression complicated. Alexander was nothing like the confident guy he used to be.

Alexander had clawed his way to the top, becoming someone people could only admire from afar.

But overnight, he seemed to have crashed down.

Now, to Kyle, he was just a regular guy.

His emotions were raw, showing that even someone as powerful as him could feel the same pain as anyone else. Kyle didn't dare say a word and quietly left the room.