Love Unspoken

Chapter 1459 Maximus Tate caught on and his face dropped. With a dry laugh, he said, "Guess you're not too thrilled with me, huh?" Abigail forced a smile. "Mind if I ask how old you are?" Maximus touched his thinning hair and said, "I'm thirty-five." Abigail smirked, "Really? Didn't shave off a couple of decades, did you?" She pulled out her phone and checked the photo. The guy in the picture and the guy in front of her? Totally different.

Maximus quickly explained, "Seriously, I'm thirty-five. Work's just been rough, so I look older. If you don't believe me, I can show you my ID." Abigail waved her hand and showed him the photo. "Is this you?" Maximus nodded, "Yeah, but that's from ten years ago." He used to be a handsyoung guy, but now he looked like a different person entirely.

"Isn't this kinda like fraud?" Abigail asked, rolling her eyes.

Maximus said, "How is it fraud? That'sin the photo. I didn't lie. Ms. Vanderbilt, I don't think we're a good match. Let's just call it off." The photo Maximus got was of a long-haired woman, but the person in front of him looked like a boy.

Before Abigail could bring Quinn out, Maximus had already rejected her. She didn't know whether to laugh or be mad.

Maximus continued, "I prefer a gentle and kind woman. Ms. Vanderbilt, you're not the one for me. Sorry." He got up and left the café, paying the bill on his way out.

The people Alvin found weren't too weird, but to Abigail, they seemed pretty strange.

After Maximus left, Abigail and Quinn exchanged looks.

Abigail asked, "Did I just get rejected?" Quinn comforted her, "He has no taste. He probably knows he doesn't deserve you and said that on purpose." Abigail nodded. "You're right. He's just giving himself an out." "Yeah, so what's next?" Quinn asked.

Abigail replied, "Let's wait. There's still one more to go." She was too lazy to set up another meeting, so she decided to meet both at once and get it over with.

Quinn stayed with her in the café. With Alexander taking care of the kids, she could finally relax a bit. But she worried he might lose them. Lately, Alexander had been taking the kids for a walk every day. He'd head to a park always packed with families to pick up sparenting tips. It was a sunny day.

Alexander was in a pavilion in the park with the two kids. Several other parents were around, discussing parenting tips. Alexander had been mingling with them for two days. One of them looked at him suspiciously and said, "You look familiar." Alexander turned to the woman and smiled lightly. "Really? Maybe I just have one of those faces." The woman shook her head, and the other men wanted to roll their eyes. If that was the case, then they might as well not exist. The woman remarked, "Definitely not. I feel like I've seen you somewhere before." Another person chimed in, "Now that you mention it, I feel the sway. Were you a celebrity before?" Alexander insisted, "No, I'm just an ordinary guy." The woman replied, "I really feel like I've seen you before. The impression is strong, but I can't remember where." Alexander used to be on TV often, but not in entertainment news. Not many people watched financial news, but his face was memorable to those who did.

That's why so many people felt like they'd seen him somewhere but couldn't place it.

"Why are you the one taking care of the kids? I haven't seen your wife these past two days. Is she at work?" a stay-at-hdad asked.

"Yeah, she's at work," Alexander replied.

"Working's better. If I'd known, I wouldn't have quit my job. You have no idea how exhausting it is to take care of kids," the stay-at-hdad said, clearly frustrated. He then started venting about how tough it was to look after kids. He'd thought staying hwith the kids would be easy and fun, but it turned out to be more tiring than working.

"Your kids seem well-behaved and easy to take care of. Unlike mine, who cries at the drop of a hat-wakes up crying, cries when sleepy, cries when full, and cries when they need a diaper change," he grumbled. Alexander listened quietly to his complaints. Even though the guy said he hated it, his eyes couldn't hide the tenderness when he held his son.

These past two days, Alexander had mostly heard trivial stuff, and it felt like thad slowed down.

When Quinn found Alexander, he was sitting with the group, blending in perfectly.

Alexander had already beca qualified stay-at-hdad.

However, Sprout's stroller was pretty far from him, with only Brandy watching over it.

If someone had taken it, he wouldn't have known.

Quinn walked into the pavilion and called out, "Alexander." As soon as she spoke, everyone in the pavilion looked at her. The nsounded even more familiar.

Alexander turned to look at her. "Why are you here?" "If I didn't come, the kids would be lost. Where's Sprout?" Quinn asked angrily.

Alexander seemed to realize it only then. He looked around and saw Sprout in the distance. Without changing his expression, he shifted the blame. "Why did Brandy push him so far away?" Quinn stared at him coldly.

Alexander touched his nose, got up, and brought Sprout back.

"You've got a lot of nerve. What if someone took him?" Quinn pressed.

"Who would dare?" Alexander retorted.

"You!" Quinn said angrily.

Alexander pulled her into his arms. "Alright, my bad. I'll be more careful next time. Don't be mad." Quinn glared at him. "Let's go home. It's getting dark." "Okay. Did you go with Abigail to her blind date? Did she find someone?" Alexander asked.

Quinn replied, "It's not that fast. Even if she did, she can't get married right away." "Did she find someone she liked?" Alexander asked.

"No," Quinn replied and suddenly looked at Alexander. "Why are you so dely" concerned about her all of a sudden?" "Am I?" Alexander retorted. Quinn scrutinized him suspiciously. "Are you hiding something from me?" "No," Alexander replied with a straight face.

"Really?" Quinn asked, staring at him.

Alexander nodded seriously. "Really." Quinn didn't quite believe him. He never used to ask about Abigail, let alone care about her love life.

He must be hiding something.

What could make Alexander suddenly care about Abigail?

Quinn thought about the last tAlexander used her phone to calm Landon Could he and Landon have made sdeal in private?

Since Alexander wouldn't say, Quinn knew she wouldn't get anything out of him, so she didn't press further. Abigail was being pressured by Alvin, who was eager to marry her off as soon as possible.

After meeting so many people, Quinn felt suffocated for Abigail and wondered what Abigail really thought.