Love Unspoken

Chapter 1547 After getting back, Alexander dove headfirst into his crazy schedule, spending all day holed up in his study. You'd barely see him outside of meal times and when he crashed for the night. About two weeks later, he suddenly dropped the news that he needed to leave Amber Bay for a bit.

Quinn asked, "Where are you headed?" Alexander paused and casually said, "To an island." He didn't give any more details, just patted Quinn on the shoulder. "Don't worry. I'll be back soon." Quinn wanted to say something, but since Alexander had already made up his mind, there was no point. So, she just said, "Alright, can I reach you while you're away?" Alexander replied, "Yes." Only then did Quinn feel a bit better and nodded. "I'll pack sthings for you." Alexander said, "No need. I won't be gone long." Still, Quinn packed a few clothes for him. Better to have them just in case he needed a change and couldn't buy any. Shopping for clothes was a hassle anyway.

Alexander left early the next morning, so Quinn didn't get a chance to see him off. When she woke up, he was already gone.

Every tAlexander went away, Quinn couldn't help but worry, afraid she might lose contact with him again. With Abigail unreachable and Alexander gone, Quinn's days turned dull and boring once more.

Quinn asked Briar for ideas to pass the time, hoping it would make the days go by faster so she wouldn't have to count the days until Alexander cback or spend every moment waiting.

Briar said, "When I used to work for those rich families, they loved playing bridge, going out for desserts, or doing skincare treatments." Briar had been around for a while and had never seen Quinn do any skincare, let alone other entertainments. Quinn, once a well-off lady, had turned into a housewife, her days revolving around taking care of the kids. Quinn touched her cheeks. Her previously short hair had grown quite a bit. Although it still couldn't be tied up, it had grown to her earlobes.

She asked, "Do you think I should get sskincare treatments?" Briar smiled and said, "Mrs. Kennedy, you're still young, and your skin is great. I often hear people at beauty salons say that regular skincare keeps you looking beautiful, and skipping it can make you age faster. They're really persuasive. Would you like to check it out?" Quinn touched her chin. "But I've never been there. Why don't you cwith me? You should be familiar with those places." Briar asked, "What about Sprout and Brandy?" Quinn replied, "Bring them along. They can't possibly not let us in, right?" Briar thought for a moment and agreed. "Alright, I'll get ready." She used to accompany her employers to such places often, so she was indeed more familiar with them than Quinn.

After getting everything ready, they took Sprout and Brandy and went out.

Quinn had never worried about her appearance before. But once it was brought up, it started to bother her.

Briar comforted her, "Mrs. Kennedy, you don't need to worry. If you don't mind yourself, it's no big deal. Everyone ages, and I don't think Mr. Kennedy cares much about your looks." Quinn retorted, "Who said I don't mind?" She started to mind now. When Sprout and Brandy went to school in the future, if the other moms were young and beautiful and she felt unattractive, it would definitely embarrass Sprout and Brandy. Previously, when she was looking up schools for Brandy, she often cacross videos comparing whose mom was prettier.

Besides, what's the point of having all that money if you can't spend it? They soon arrived at the place Briar recommended. It was supposed to be a hotspot for celebrities, with lots of stars coming here for beauty treatments.

The place was nice, but they forgot to make a reservation.

When the receptionist asked if they had a reservation, Quinn looked puzzled. "Can't we do it without a reservation?" The receptionist replied, "If you don't have a reservation, our beauticians won't have time." Quinn asked, "I see. Can I make a reservation now?" The receptionist inquired, "Is this your first there?" Quinn answered, "Yes." The receptionist then brought over sbrochures to introduce their services and the profiles of their beauticians.

Briar played with the two kids nearby. Brandy sat quietly on the sofa, swinging her legs and looking around. Sprout, on the other hand, was restless, wanting to touch everything he saw.

Sprout could now walk slowly on his own. Briar followed closely, constantly feeling like he was about to fall, but Sprout managed to walk steadily, even if a bit shakily. Sprout leaned on a small round table, playing with a device on it. After fiddling with it for a bit, he threw it away.

It happened to hit a cleaner who was walking by.

Briar was startled and quickly picked up Sprout, apologizing to the cleaner and picking up the device from the floor. "I'm sorry." The cleaner replied, "It's okay. Just keep an eye on your kid." Quinn was engrossed in her conversation with the receptionist. Hearing the commotion, she instinctively turned around. "What happened?" Briar explained, "Sprout accidentally hit someone." Quinn quickly put down the brochure and walked over. "I'm sorry." The moment she and the cleaner made eye contact, both were stunned.

The cleaner was wearing a mask, but Quinn recognized those eyes.

The cleaner also realized and, somewhat flustered, avoided Quinn's gaze and pulled her mask up higher.

The receptionist quickly ran over. "I'm sorry, Ms. Mellon. This cleaner is new and not very familiar with things yet." Then she told the cleaner, "Go clean somewhere else." The cleaner nodded, lowered her head, and walked away from Quinn.

Quinn stared at her back, looking a bit dazed.

The receptionist asked, "Ms. Mellon, do you still needto introduce the services?"

"No need," Quinn replied, her eyes fixated on the cleaner's back. She absentmindedly took out a card. "Just helpget a membership." The receptionist responded, "Alright."

Then she took the card and happily went to process the membership There were several types of N membership, and the more money you put in, the higher the membership ever membership level. Quinn casually loaded two million dollars onto the card, instantly becoming a top-tier VIP.

Seeing that Quinn didn't mind spending two million dollars, the receptionist suggested, "Ms. Mellon, you could load five million dollars. Then you'll be our top member and won't need a reservation. You can choose any beautician you want." Quinn was a bit distracted and didn't even hear what the receptionist said. "Go ahead." Her mind was filled with the image of that cleaner.

The receptionist asked, "Do you need any treatments today?" Quinn replied, "No, maybe another day. I have something to do." She took the membership card and then told Briar, "Let's go." Briar responded, "Okay." After leaving the beauty salon, Quinn sat in the car for a while before taking out her phone to call Kyle.