Love Unspoken

Chapter 1483

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.

asleep, but Sprout

this routine, picked up Sprout, placed him on the bed,

Alexander

the change, Sprout was full of energy, crawling all over the bed and

saw Sprout, and smiled, touching

"It's still early. Want to sleep a bit

climbed out of bed, her legs dangling as

"Get Brandy washed up. I'll take

helping Brandy to

their stuff. They were going kite

and stumbling

head, carrying

and

kite-making materials, filled a big bag, and tossed it in the trunk.

once a farm

materials

but not sure what

Sprout into the stroller and, on a whim, grabbed a camera from the trunk. After fiddling with it for a bit, she snapped a pic of Alexander and

glue to start on the kite frame, while Brandy was right

in the stroller, was flailing his arms and legs, trying to stand up and make a break for it, but he wasn't having

piece of paper to keep him busy, but he immediately tried to eat it, making her snatch it back. He clung to

his little fingers open, sternly saying,

to wriggle free, but Quinn was too strong and took the rest

slapped the

felt a headache coming on. She dug through a nearby box

toy without even looking and

her forehead,

glared at Sprout. "You little rascal,

sniffling. His cries quieted down, but tears still streamed down

stuff and held Brandy's head. "Did it

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