Love Unspoken

Chapter 1495

The video call rang for a bit before Alexander finally picked up, and then he set the phone down somewhere.

Looked like he was in the bathroom.

He was giving Sprout a bath, chatting with Quinn at the same time.

"Still awake?" Alexander asked.

"Nope. Are you giving Sprout a bath?" Quinn replied.

Alexander's hands were all soapy as he scrubbed Sprout's head. "Isn't it obvious? This little guy always gets me drenched."

His white shirt was soaked, his face was wet, and his hair was dripping in strands.

Just as Alexander finished talking, Sprout squeezed a water-filled rubber duck, spraying water right into Alexander's face, which trickled down his forehead.

A vein throbbed on Alexander's forehead as he turned to look at Quinn. "Can I hit him?"

Quinn tried not to laugh. "You're his dad. Do what you want."

Alexander thought about it but decided against it. He wasn't sure he could control his strength and didn't want to hurt Sprout.

Holding Sprout felt like holding an eggshell; he was always worried that even the slightest mishap could break him.

He picked up the showerhead and rinsed the suds off Sprout's head. Sprout squinted against the water, raising his little hands to wipe his face, protesting. After rinsing Sprout clean, Alexander lifted him out of the tub and wrapped him in a towel.

Then he picked up the phone and left the bathroom. "I can't talk now," he said.

Quinn responded and hung up the phone.

She put down her phone, lay on the bed, and fell asleep groggily.

Before dawn, Abigail came to wake her up.

Quinn rubbed her eyes, looking at her in confusion. "What's up?"

"It's time to go. When did you go to sleep last night?" Abigail asked.

out of bed. "What do I need to do?" Abigail found her reaction

responded, got up, quickly washed up, and

five, but it was not even four-thirty yet, and Quinn was still very

and noticed she was wearing a white dress underneath a long coat, making it

kept adjusting the neckline of her dress as if

your dress

just awkward to wear. Look." Abigail opened her coat, revealing a white strapless dress that left her

dressed like this before. She instinctively

for two seconds before slapping Quinn on the back. "What are you

touched her nose, glancing

quickly closed her coat, gritting her teeth. "Who picked this dress? Oh, it was me.

wedding dress?" Quinn

at the hotel. I wore this part first to save time," Abigail explained. "I chose

put on the outer

where several cars were parked. They got into the lead car, and

and dozed off

slowly rolled out of the

Abigail started feeling sleepy, closing her eyes for

woke up again, it was already bright outside. The morning sun was glaring through the window. But they still hadn't arrived. Abigail looked outside and noticed the road seemed pretty remote. She

tapped the driver's seat. "Hey, did you take

didn't respond, just

up from Abigail's voice. She looked around and noticed something was off.

frowned and spoke again, "Stop the

driver still ignored

phone to call Oliver. The driver didn't stop her, like he wasn't even worried about her calling the cops. Quinn,

sent her location to

she tried to call the police, but as

said, "Call everyone over.

eyelid twitched.

rearview mirror and saw the driver was wearing a

said, "Someone

contracted. She tried to open the car door but

trying to

He was too busy with his companies to bother with kidnapping, and he