Chapter 1592
Alexander scooped up Sprout and whisked him away, while Briar got busy cleaning up the sand to make sure Sprout wouldn't come back to play in it later. Alexander took Sprout to the bathroom, shut the door, and started running the water to keep him from bolting.
When Sprout saw the water filling up the tub, he pouted.
Alexander undressed him and plopped him into the tub. Sprout wasn't having it and started thrashing around in his arms.
One of his kicks landed square on Alexander's chest, making him wince. He grabbed onto the tub but still ended up sitting on the floor.
Sprout broke free, pouting and glaring at him.
Alexander clutched his chest, his face scrunched up in pain, his fingers gripping the edge of the tub.
Sprout stared at him for a bit, probably realizing he might've gone too far. He squatted down, looking up at Alexander.
Feeling a bit guilty, Sprout mumbled something.novelbin
Alexander took a moment to catch his breath before looking up at him.
Sprout put his hands behind his back, giving Alexander those big, wide eyes.
Alexander sighed, picked him up, and put him back in the tub. This time, Sprout didn't put up a fight. He stood there, holding onto the edge, letting Alexander scrub him down. Seeing him so compliant, Alexander couldn't help but raise an eyebrow.
He might've just found a new trick.
From bathing to getting dressed, Sprout was super cooperative. When it was time to put on his sleeves, he even knew to stick his hand through the hole.
Alexander thought, 'This kid's actually pretty smart, just a bit of a handful.'
Quinn was surprised at how quick the bath was, twice as fast as usual.
"Why so quick today?" Quinn asked.
"Sprout was more cooperative," Alexander replied.
Quinn was even more surprised. "What did you do?"
Alexander motioned her over, and Quinn leaned in to hear him whisper his method. She turned to look at Sprout in surprise.
"Really?" she asked.
"Try it next time, you'll see," Alexander said.
Quinn hesitated. "This doesn't seem right. It's okay once or twice, but if we do it too often, what if he realizes we're tricking him when he gets older and stops trusting us?" Alexander smiled. "It's fine. We won't need to do it when he's older."
"Alright," Quinn agreed.
Even though the method wasn't perfect, it worked to make Sprout more manageable.
Quinn usually didn't need to use this trick; Sprout only acted up in front of Alexander occasionally.
Alexander stuck to this method. When Sprout started acting up, he'd pretend to be weak, and Sprout would immediately stop and show concern for him.
For a while, Quinn couldn't tell who the real child was.
Every time Abigail saw Sprout and Brandy, she'd talk about wanting a child but couldn't get pregnant.
She'd asked Quinn about it many times and even asked Alexander.
Alexander never thought he'd be discussing this with Abigail. He just suggested she buy some supplements for Landon.
Abigail then asked, "What supplements do you take? Let me see, and I'll buy the same ones."
Alexander's forehead vein twitched. Abigail was really desperate.
He was about to ask her to leave but then changed his mind and said, "I just finished mine. I'll send you the link so you can buy it yourself."
Abigail nodded eagerly. "Okay, send it to me quickly."
She actually bought it.
Alexander shook his head, waved her off, and sent her on her way.
After leaving, Abigail opened the link Alexander sent and placed the order, opting for the fastest same-day delivery.
In less than three hours, the supplements arrived.
When Landon came home from work that evening, Abigail got annoyed just seeing him in his blue work uniform. Why was he so obsessed with that factory job? Abigail glared at him. "If you love the factory so much, why don't you just live there?"
Landon took off his work jacket and shook his head. "No need. I quit today."
Abigail's face lit up. "Really? You finally came to your senses?"
Landon took off his glasses and rubbed his temples. "I just wanted to work on the production line, but they wanted to promote me."
"You quit because of that?" Abigail asked.
Landon nodded. "Yep."
He had only been working there for two months. The first month was his probation period, and this was his second month as a full-time employee, and they already wanted to promote him. Abigail asked, "Why'd you quit over a promotion? What position was it?"
Landon replied, "Supervisor."
Even though it was still a job that didn't require much thinking, there were too many things to manage. He just wanted to sit and work on assembling and moving things.
Such a quick promotion was obviously suspicious. In a position that required no technical skills, getting promoted after just a month didn't make sense.
Abigail said, "Maybe they think you're handsome."
Landon argued, "Impossible. If the company assigned positions based on looks, it would've gone bankrupt long ago." "Then what happened?" Abigail asked.
Landon thought for a moment and said, "Their manager probably recognized me when he inspected the factory."
The factory workers might not follow financial news, but as the leader of a large factory, he certainly did. Being in the same city, it wasn't surprising he recognized Landon. Landon was sure that if he became a supervisor today, he might become a workshop supervisor next month, and maybe even a factory manager or a general manager if he stayed longer. Abigail looked at him suspiciously. "Are you trying to brag about yourself?"
Landon shrugged. "I'm just telling the truth."
"Alright, alright, you quit, so why talk about it? I bought you something." Abigail took out the supplement she bought and handed it to Landon. "Here, from now on, take it every morning and evening." Landon's usually expressionless face showed a range of emotions.
There was surprise, confusion, anger, and a bit of unspoken insecurity.
He stared at Abigail. "What do you mean by buying me this?"
Abigail explained, "We haven't been able to get pregnant, and I'm anxious."
Landon pondered for a moment, then threw the supplement on the couch and pulled Abigail over. "It seems I haven't been trying hard enough, making you misunderstand me."
"Wait, it's not just your..."
Before Abigail could finish, Landon pressed her down on the couch.
Abigail secretly cursed Alexander.
What kind of recommendation was that?
Since showing Landon the supplement, Abigail didn't leave the house again for three days.
She went to find Alexander to settle the score.
Seeing Abigail's aggressive approach, Quinn was startled. "Abigail, what's wrong..."
"Where's Alexander?" Abigail demanded.