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.

getting married. She immediately woke up, quickly getting out of bed. "What do I need to do?" Abigail found her reaction amusing.

quickly washed up, and left with Abigail,

to leave at five, but it was not even four-thirty yet,

noticed she was wearing a white dress underneath a long

of her dress as

your dress uncomfortable?" Quinn

opened her coat, revealing a white strapless dress that left her

Abigail dressed like this before. She instinctively said, "You actually have

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

touched her nose, glancing

her teeth. "Who picked this dress? Oh, it was me. Never

your wedding dress?"

wore this part first to save time," Abigail explained. "I chose it because it was

the

the yard where several cars were parked. They got

and dozed off in

car slowly rolled out of the villa,

Abigail started feeling sleepy,

glaring through the window. But they still hadn't arrived. Abigail looked outside and noticed the road seemed pretty remote. She

bad feeling crept up on her. She tapped the

didn't respond, just kept

voice. She looked around and noticed something

spoke

still

her, like he wasn't even worried about her calling the cops. Quinn, having been kidnapped before, felt

sent her location

as soon as she dialed, the

everyone over.

twitched. "Who

the rearview mirror and saw the driver was wearing

driver said, "Someone who

pupils contracted. She tried to open the car door but

trying to figure out who

with his companies to bother with kidnapping, and he had no