Love Unspoken
Chapter 1176

Hearing his words, Quinn just wanted to disappear into the ground. Her head was already halfway buried in her collar, looking like a turtle. After staring at her for a bit and getting no response, he grabbed the rabbit and headed outside.

The puddle out there was kinda magical, probably an underground spring or something. Even if you emptied it, it'd fill right back up.

Alexander squatted by the puddle, dealt with the rabbit, then started a fire and began roasting it.

As the fire crackled, smoke drifted up through the jungle. Matthew and the crew, who were out searching, spotted the smoke and sent a drone to check it out. Sure enough, they found him. "Mr. Kennedy!" Sean's excited voice came through the drone. "So glad you're okay."

Hearing his voice, Alexander frowned and put a finger to his lips, signaling for silence.

Sean instinctively lowered his voice and had Matthew bring the drone down to land beside Alexander.

He whispered, "We're here to replace you."

"Don't come," Alexander said in a low voice.

"What do you mean?" Sean asked.

Alexander turned to the camera. "I said don't come. Got it?"

"Okay, when should we come?" Sean asked again.

"Wait for my signal." Alexander kept turning the rabbit over the fire and added, "Go replace Abigail, Alistair, and the others. Let me know if you get any updates."

"Alright. Need anything? I can bring you some supplies," Sean offered.

If Alexander ran into any wild animals in this dangerous jungle, he might run out of bullets.

"Bring some salt," Alexander said.

"Planning to stay here long-term?" Sean guessed.

Alexander's finger paused, and he resisted the urge to smash the drone, saying, "Get lost!"

Sean, confused about what he said wrong, quickly signaled Matthew to fly the drone away.

Alexander finished roasting the rabbit and brought it back into the cave. Quinn's head was still buried in her clothes.

He sat down next to her and patted her shoulder, "Quinn, get up and eat something."

Quinn didn't respond. Thinking she had fainted, he reached out to pull her clothes away. Quinn, who had been pretending to be unconscious, suddenly slapped his hand away and pulled her collar back up, completely hiding her head this time. Alexander stared at her with a complex expression.

After a moment, he sighed and placed the roasted rabbit on some leaves. "I'll leave this here. Eat when you're ready. I'll go check outside again."

With that, he got up and left.

After about ten minutes, Quinn couldn't hear any noise from outside and slowly poked her head out.

Confirming he was gone, she used all her strength to prop herself up. She had been surviving on water for so long that it was a miracle she had lasted this long.

She took a bite of the rabbit, which was simply prepared and didn't taste great.

But she couldn't taste much now; anything would taste good at this point.

She had never had such an appetite before. She almost finished the entire rabbit and still felt hungry, but she was starting to feel better.

The pain in her body became more pronounced. She lifted her clothes to check; the wound on her leg had been treated, but the most painful part wasn't the leg wound.

It was the bone pain, as if her bones were being torn apart.

She originally wanted to leave, but after several failed attempts to get up, she gave up.

Alexander had been gone for quite a while and only returned when it was almost dark, bringing back a lot of stuff.

He returned so suddenly that Quinn didn't even have time to react, and their eyes met.