Love Unspoken

Chapter 1366

Quinn rolled back into the hotel suite, and, no surprise, Sprout was wide awake.

Abigail was trying to feed him formula, but the little dude was drinking and spitting it out at the same time, soaking his clothes. Abigail was about to lose it. "You little troublemaker. Keep spitting, and I'll give you a smack!" Abigail snapped.

But let's be real, she wasn't serious. Sprout, totally unfazed, puckered up and spat a mouthful of milk right at her face.

A vein popped on Abigail's forehead, but she couldn't actually hit him. She angrily grabbed a tissue to wipe her cheek.

Abigail wiped her face, turned, and saw Quinn coming back. She jumped up, ran to Quinn, and shoved the bottle into her hand. "Your kid is driving me nuts. I can't take it anymore. If I stay any longer, I'll lose it. He's all yours." With that, she bolted to the bathroom.

Quinn looked at the bottle in her hand and then at Sprout, who was flailing his arms and legs in the stroller.

She walked over, sat down, and brought the bottle to his mouth. He grabbed it with both hands and started drinking without spitting any out.

As he drank, he stared at Quinn with his bright eyes. He seemed to be smiling, like he was saying, "Look at me, I'm an angel."

seen it herself, Quinn wouldn't have believed this little guy had

he was already acting like

felt

the bathroom and saw

the two postpartum caregivers, who were all talk, he felt free to act out. Quinn didn't

nearby and asked, "How'd

smooth, but we can't rush it. I'm worried

got time. Worst case, we'll just hang here for

fingers paused for a moment, but she

onto his stomach. He seemed to love lying on his

during the day while Sprout slept, so her

Sprout during the day and be full of energy

to change his schedule back, but after several failed attempts, she gave

bed for a while, Abigail took him to the inner room to play, letting Quinn crash in the