Love Unspoken

Chapter 1483

Quinn scrambled off Alexander. "You okay?"

Alexander sat there for a bit, and Quinn squatted down next to him, looking all worried.

After a moment, Alexander looked up and said weakly, "Were you trying to chop me with an axe or something?"

Quinn glanced at the axe in her hand, freaked out, and tossed it aside. "No way! I knocked on the door forever, and when you didn't answer, I thought something bad happened." "Were you gonna bust down the door?" Alexander asked.

Quinn bit her lip, looking guilty. "Maybe..."

Alexander got up and helped her up too. "Relax, I just dozed off and didn't hear you."

Quinn eyed him suspiciously. "Really?"

"Would you believe me if I said no?" Alexander shot back.

Quinn just stood there, speechless, and followed him out of the room.

Alexander took a few steps and coughed.

"What's up with you?" Quinn asked, concerned.

"Just a little cold," Alexander replied.

Quinn touched his forehead; it felt cool, not hot.

"Why were you hiding in the study when you have a bedroom? Up to something again?" Quinn asked.

Alexander smiled helplessly. "What could I possibly be up to?"

Quinn shrugged. "Who knows."

"Alright, let's head downstairs." Alexander wrapped an arm around her shoulder as they walked back to the bedroom.

was still asleep, but Sprout was awake, staring

this routine, picked up Sprout, placed

good Alexander was getting at

energy, crawling all over the bed

woke up, saw Sprout, and smiled, touching his

Sprout. "It's still early.

shook her head and climbed out of bed, her legs dangling as

took Sprout from Quinn. "Get Brandy washed up. I'll take Sprout downstairs for

helping Brandy to

Alexander packed up their stuff. They were going

running and stumbling

shook her head, carrying

day—sunny and breezy,

filled a big bag, and tossed it in the trunk.

at a grassy field, once a farm but now a popular

materials on the

but not sure what to

the trunk. After fiddling with it for a bit, she snapped a pic of

the ground, pulling out glue to start on the kite frame, while Brandy was right next to him, trying

legs, trying to stand up and make a

him busy, but he immediately tried to eat it, making her snatch it back. He clung to the

pried his little fingers open, sternly saying, "Open your

up his cheeks, trying to wriggle free, but Quinn was too

Sprout slapped the stroller and started

a headache coming on. She dug through a nearby box and found a toy. "Here, play with this.

toy without even looking and

forehead, tears welling up in

Sprout. "You little rascal,

teary eyes, pouting and sniffling. His cries quieted down, but tears still streamed down his

his stuff and held