NovelEnglishChapter 1375 "What?" Alexander asked.
Zeke stared at the oil painting for a sec, then looked up at Alexander, totally shocked, his face all kinds of confused.
He finally said, "You know how your younger sibs are." "Maybe they're just young and need smore guidance. They won't turn out bad," Alexander replied.
Zeke sighed and nodded. "Alright, if you don't wanna talk about it now, just focus on getting better. We'll deal with this when you're well." "Thanks, Dad," Alexander said.
"Go get srest. It's getting cold, so bundle up," Zeke reminded him.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇt"Okay." Alexander nodded slightly and left the study.
As the door closed, Zeke walked over to the oil painting on the easel and checked it out closely. He hadn't expected Lance to be so good at painting. After Quinn got back, she bought a ton of study materials and even hired a tutor.
The language barrier here was a real pain.
Abigail kept taking care of Sprout, while Kyle was out looking for Sean. Everyone had their roles.
Abigail, holding Sprout, walked over to Quinn and looked at the pile of books on her bed, clicking her tongue. "The power of love is something else." Quinn didn't have tfor chit-chat, flipping through the books in her hand. Next to her was a tablet playing a lesson.
Abigail sat down beside her, trying to convince her, "Quinn, since he's acting like he doesn't know you, why are we still here? Let's go back. Why are you learning a foreign language for him? What's the point?" Quinn's fingers paused in her note-taking. Looking up at Abigail, she said, "Before that, I need to find out why he's pretending not to know me. If he really wants to cut ties with me, I'll take Sprout back hwithout a second thought." Alexander never shared his plans with her, and she was always left guessing. Many times, Quinn felt she never really knew him.
Abigail nodded. "I get it, you just want to be completely heartbroken." Quinn was just like she always had been.
Quinn didn't care about others' opinions anymore; she just wanted to do what she thought was right.
She kept studying hard, not letting her mind wander until she knew the truth.
As it got colder, Abigail took Sprout out to buy winter clothes. Quinn didn't go out much; the hotel had heating, so she didn't need many clothes.
After two months of self-study, she had learned most of the daily expressions and had no problem with everyday conversations.
Cody invited her out for New Year's. When Quinn started talking, Cody's eyes went wide, staring at her like he'd seen a ghost.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏm"You..." Cody pointed at her for a long time, unable to find the words to express his shock.
"What?" Quinn asked, looking at him, puzzled.
"You learned so fast! Do you have a translator implanted in you?" Cody finally said.
Quinn gave him an exasperated look and pushed the stroller forwardm "Aren't we going to celebrate New Year's? Where to?"
"Of course, to the New Year's Square." Cody jogged ahead, wearing a hat and a down jacket, bundled up like a snowball. Although his outfit was ordinary, the brand of his clothes still showed he was loaded.
Quinn was also dressed warmly, in a white down jacket and et and a white furry hat with two fluffy balls hanging by her ears, which Abigail had bought.
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