Love Unspoken

Chapter 1545 Quinn headed back to the bedroom to keep an eye on Sprout. Ever since Sprout got the hang of moving around, he'd burn through all his energy during the day. After a bit of fussing on the bed, he finally crashed, clutching his toy. Meanwhile, Abigail went to find Alexander, and they holed up in the study for about half an hour before she cout.

Quinn quickly approached her. "How'd it go?" Abigail grabbed her hand. "Thanks, Quinn." Quinn shrugged. "No need to thank me. You heading back tonight?" Abigail nodded. "Yeah, unless you wantto stick around and watch you two lovebirds?" Quinn laughed. "We've been married forever, what affection? It's late. Why not just stay?" Abigail shook her head. "Nah, I gotta go back. I'm leaving now." Seeing she was set on it, Quinn didn't push. She nodded and walked Abigail downstairs.

Even though Abigail didn't spill the details, her good mood hinted she got what she wanted from Alexander.

After seeing Abigail off, Quinn went to the study where Alexander was still at it.

She walked up to him. "It's late. Aren't you coming to bed?" Alexander replied, "Just a sec." He was typing away, looking super busy.

After a bit, he finally shut down the computer and turned to Quinn. "Are they asleep?" Quinn nodded. "Yeah, it's late. Of course, they're asleep." Alexander smiled, got up from his chair. "Let's go." He took Quinn's hand, and they left the study together.

After that night, Abigail didn't call or visit Quinn or Alexander for days, like she was still with Landon, too busy to check in.

One day, Oliver called Quinn, asking if she knew where Abigail was.

Quinn was taken aback. "Abigail's missing?" Oliver sounded worried. "I haven't heard from her in three days, and there's no trace of her using her ID. I thought she was with you." Quinn replied, "Abigail's not here. Last tI saw her was about ten days ago. What about Landon? Where's he?" Oliver said, "He's still at the police station; he can't be with Abigail." Quinn frowned, concerned. "Could something have happened to her?" Oliver sighed. "I don't know. Since she's not with you, I won't keep you." Quinn said, "Okay, go find her." After hanging up, Quinn tried calling Abigail, but her phone was off. She sent messages on social media, got no replies, and voice calls didn't go through, like Abigail had just disappeared. Quinn got anxious, wondering if something bad had happened.

She rushed upstairs to Alexander's study. Seeing her worried face, Alexander stopped what he was doing and cover.

"What's wrong?" he asked.

"Abigail's missing. What did you two talk about last time?" Quinn asked, clearly worried.

Alexander didn't seem surprised, like he already knew.

"Do you know where she is?" Quinn pressed.

Alexander took her hand, trying to calm her. "Don't worry. She's fine." "How do you know?" Quinn asked, then realized it was a pointless question. If Alexander said so, he must know something. She changed her question. "Where is she now?" "Probably with Landon," Alexander said.

Quinn was taken aback. "Landon? Isn't he at the police station?" Alexander smirked. "Do you really think he's still there?" Quinn's eyes widened, piecing it together. "You mean Landon left Amber Bay ages ago? The whole police station thing was just a cover? Isn't it risky for Abigail to be with him?" "If she stays low-key and out of sight, she should be fine," Alexander replied.

"So, she's in the splace as Landon but not directly with him?" Quinn asked.

"Exactly," Alexander nodded.

Quinn eyed him suspiciously. "Did you tell Abigail where Landon was headed?" "Yep," Alexander admitted. "Finally, speace and quiet," Quinn muttered.

She was momentarily speechless. Even though Alexander's actions might put Abigail in danger, it was what Abigail wanted.

Abigail's plan to have a child had failed. Waiting around wouldn't help, so she might as well go find Landon. Quinn could understand her.

"But it's really worrying that we can't contact Abigail," Quinn said.

"She's an adult; she knows what she's doing. Don't stress about it," Alexander reassured her, ruffling her hair. "Stop thinking about it. It's a beautiful day. Let's go for a walk." Quinn sighed and nodded.

They hadn't gone out for a walk in ages. Alexander was always buried in work, and they barely had tto chat. Downstairs, Sprout was zooming around the house in his walker. Lately, he was obsessed with throwing balls.

He'd toss the ball, and Buddy would fetch it and bring it back. Then he'd throw it again, grinning.

Quinn walked over and took the ball from his hand.

Seeing his ball taken away, Sprout pouted and was about to cry. Quinn quickly picked him up "How about ve we go out to play?" Sprout's face lit up. He patted Quinn's arm and started bouncing in her arms, babbling excitedly. As Sprout got more wiggly, Quinn couldn't hold him anymore and handed him to Alexander.

In Alexander's arms, he didn't dare to jump. Ever since he got spanked last time, Sprout knew Alexander meant business.

And Alexander's spank was different from Quinn's.

Quinn's spank would make him cry out of frustration, and she'd comfort him if he cried too hard.

But Alexander's spank made him cry out of pain, and Alexander wouldn't comfort him. If he cried too hard, helc Alexander would just let him cry it out. So, Sprout was more afraid of Alexander. He lay quietly in Alexander's arms, not as pumped about going out anymore.

"Let's go," Alexander said once Sprout calmed down.

Quinn nodded, grabbed Sprout's walker, and took Brandy along. The family of four headed out.

The weather was warming up, but it wasn't too hot yet. Perfect for a walk.

In the past, such peaceful and stable m days were something Quinn never dared to dream of Now, walking together as a family felt like a dream. "Once Calvin's situation is sorted, let's go somewhere else," Alexander said. "Where?" Quinn asked.

"Lots of places. Let's visit all the spots we haven't been to. What do you think?" Alexander suggested.