Just as Quinn was on the verge of rxation, the name field in their chat flickered, morphing once again.


    "User is typing..."


    Her features contorted, her mind whirling with questions. ''What is he up to? Is he not messaging me, but chatting with someone else?''


    A momentter, his name resurfaced, only to be reced by the typing indicator once more within the span of two minutes.


    Quinn released a deep sigh, her patience wearing thin. She couldn''t help but send him a message.


    Quinn: [Are you writing to me?]


    Suddenly, everything came to a halt. Almost instantly, as if someone had hit the pause button, all activity ceased.


    Undeterred, Quinn fired off another message.


    Quinn: [Is it about signing the divorce papers?]N?velDrama.Org content rights.


    No sooner had she sent the message than a red exmation mark materialized on the screen!


    Frozen in ce, Quinn stared in disbelief at the exmation mark and the message apanying it: "This message is sessfully sent but rejected by the receiver."


    Had he... removed her from his contacts?


    She sent a question mark to confirm, only to be met with another exmation mark and a prompt for friend verification.


    The reality of the situation hit her like a ton of bricks. Alexander had indeed deleted her.


    Standing aimlessly in the room, Quinn was at a loss for how to react. She had never anticipated such a turn of events.


    Had his dislike for her grown to such an extent?


    He hadn''t even allowed her to collect her clothes, and now he had removed her from his contacts.


    Her gaze fell on his profile picture, and a wave of irony washed over her.


    He had taken that photo so long ago, probably out ofziness rather than sentiment. It didn''t hold any real significance.


    People change, after all.


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    Just as he once reserved his smiles for her alone, now he was bestowing them upon Getty with such indulgence.


    Quinn''s eyshes fluttered as she slipped her phone into her pocket and exited the dorm, stepping out into the open.


    Grace was already up and about, busily feeding the dogs. The pack of pups yipped and chased each other around the expansive backyard, their barks reverberating in the morning air.


    Orion had also joined in the caretaking efforts, ying merrily with the energetic dogs.


    It should have been a scene of joy, one she yearned for in her fleeting moments of freedom. But as she stood on the balcony, surveying the yard teeming with pets and the unfamiliar surroundings, her thoughts were consumed by that red exmation mark.


    The unfamiliarity of her surroundings amplified the sense of emptiness and disconnection in her heart.


    She felt increasingly alienated from this world.


    Orion turned and spotted her, a bag of dog food in his hand. He waved at her, "Quinn, you''re awake! Come on down!"


    With a tight-lipped smile, Quinn turned and descended the stairs.


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    Orion set down the dog food and ushered her into a room, gesturing towards the newly prepared whelping area.


    "Look, these are the huskies I told you about. I was worried I wouldn''t know who the father was, but now, seeing their color, I''m relieved that at least they have the same breed for a dad."


    Quinn nced at the tiny pups, their eyes still closed, and a small smile tugged at her lips.


    She then turned to Orion and gestured, "I have to go back to work."


    "Ah? You''re working? I thought you were still in school. Where do you work?" he asked, taken aback.


    Quinn replied, "The Kennedys group."


    Orion''s brow furrowed slightly, his confusion evident, but he didn''t press further. "Well, it''s quite a distance from here to the Kennedys group. I''ll give you a ride."


    She knew she shouldn''t be returning to work there.


    But she... she needed to know why Alexander had blocked her.


    He hadn''t given her a definitive answer about the divorce, and now he had blocked her. She was left in the dark, unable toprehend his actions.