Abigail was just as floored finding out about Quinn''s pregnancy as she was when she first saw that baby girl. Quinn was at a loss for words when Abigail grilled her. She tried to sit up, but Abigail pushed her back down.


    "Doc said you''re overdoing it. Just chill and rest. You said you were fine, but look at you now, ending up in the hospital after just a few days," Abigail said, dead serious. Quinn stared at the ceiling, memories flooding back.


    She had passed out at the police station.


    "Where''s Walter?" she asked.


    Abigail''s face twisted with anger. "Why are you even mentioning that jerk? I heard what went down at the station. Walter''s a real piece of work, trying to send his own kid to a foster home!" she spat. Word had spread fast among their circle at the station.


    "And then?" Quinn pressed.


    "And then? The cops gave him an earful. They told him if he ditched Peanut or sent him to a foster home, they''d nail him for abandonment. So, he had to take Peanut back," Abigail exined. "Alright." Quinn sighed, managing to sit up, her body aching from lying down too long.


    Suddenly, she remembered something and instinctively touched her lower abdomen. "Is my baby okay?"


    "Yeah, but it was a close call. The doc warned me to tell you that if you don''t take care of yourself, the baby''s at risk. You could miscarry anytime, so you gotta be careful," Abigail reminded her, all serious. Quinn lowered her eyes, staying silent.


    Abigail asked again, "Whose baby is it?"


    Quinn looked up at Abigail, her eyes saying it all.


    Abigail''s jaw dropped. "Alexander''s?"


    "Yeah," Quinn confirmed.


    Abigail was speechless for a moment.


    She had no clue what she had missed while she was kidnapped by Landon.


    "When can I get out of here?" Quinn asked.


    Abigail poked her forehead. "You''re still thinking about leaving? Just stay put. The doc said you need to rest and stabilize the pregnancy before you can be discharged."


    Hearing it was about her baby, Quinn didn''t push to leave.


    "Are you hungry? I''ll get you something to eat." Abigail hesitated, then decided not to press the matter. "Forget it, you''ll probably say you''re not hungry, but your baby needs food. I''ll go grab something." She left, reminding Quinn not to move around too much.


    After Abigail left, Quinn leaned against the headboard, staring nkly at the TV.


    Not long after, Kyle showed up, still catching his breath.


    "Mrs. Kennedy, you''re finally awake," Kyle said.


    "How long was I out?" Quinn asked.


    Kyle thought for a moment. "Two days and a night."


    "That long..." Quinn murmured.


    "Yeah, you scared us all. Luckily, the doc said you were just exhausted," Kyle said, sighing in relief.


    Quinn''s gaze drifted to the door, but no one was there.


    Kyle noticed and turned to check. After a moment, he realized what she was hoping for.


    He didn''t know how tofort her.


    Alexander had been gone a long time. If he were still alive, why wouldn''t hee?


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    Quinn withdrew her gaze and asked, "Kyle, how''s Freya?"


    Kyle replied, "Getty''s gonna sue her. If Freya doesn''t get awyer, she''ll probably end up in jail again."


    Quinn said nothing more, staring at the floor, lost in thought.


    Kyle hesitated and asked, "Mrs. Kennedy, you''re not thinking of helping Freya, are you?"


    Quinn was silent for a moment before softly saying, "That''s between them. It has nothing to do with me."