Love Unspoken

Chapter 1259

Landon slumped against the tree, eyes barely open. "You should bounce. Just keep walking down this road. When you hit a fork, go straight. At the third fork, hang a left, and you'll find a village." Abigail gave him a weird look.

He looked like he was ready to be taken out. He'd just tried to off her, but now he seemed totally done. The sudden switch-up left Abigail kinda shook.

"Weren't you just trying to kill me? And now you're letting me go?" Abigail asked, eyeing him suspiciously. "You don't have some other trick up your sleeve, do you?"

Landon cracked his eyes open, turned his head to look at her, and with effort, touched the wound on his side.

He stared at the blood on his fingers. "Suddenly, I'm feeling kinda wiped."

"Is this what it feels like when you're about to kick the bucket?" he muttered, almost to himself. Abigail slowly lowered the rock in her hand. He'd been bleeding out for a while, and it was a miracle he was still standing. He'd just made a big move, using up the last of his strength. He had to be at his limit.

"Who told you to make a move just now?" Abigail said.

Landon let out a bitter laugh. "You're right. I'm not as good as him. I can't beat him, and Walter's played me over and over."

he said with a

for a moment, not sure

though Landon was a total jerk, seeing him like this made her feel a bit

said, reaching out to unbutton his shirt and remove

was no first aid kit around, and even if there was, the wound had split open so many times that stitching it up

could only do a quick fix, using the clean side of the

first, I just wanted to understand why Wayne thought he

looked

been mine. Wayne treated someone else's kid like his own, gave him everything, while I got nothing and had to hide out abroad.

good guy, and neither is he. He's even worse. He already has everything from the Kennedy family and even killed Wayne. He repaid kindness with betrayal. Don't you think he

about it,

weren't for Quinn, she wouldn't have

she couldn't judge the

the bandage, and tightened it around the wound,

are you giving up on killing