Love Unspoken

Chapter 1518

Landon looked pretty rough, but it was too dark to see his face clearly.

"I can't do it. We'll just have to wait and see," he muttered.

Abigail was caught off guard and didn't dare to laugh. "Come on, let's figure it out together. Look, it's already smoking. It's only a matter of time before it catches fire." "Do it yourself," Landon shot back.

Abigail sighed, watching the smoke slowly clear out of the house. "I've never seen a hostage as miserable as me."

Landon had already gone to the water pipe to wash his face.

Abigail waited until most of the smoke had cleared before heading back into the kitchen.

She squatted where Landon had been, took out the firewood, examined it, and decided to lift the pot first, then start the fire before putting the pot back on.

She stuffed all the firewood into the stove, took out a lighter, and lit it from the hole above, just like starting a campfire.

To her surprise, it worked. She waited until the fire was strong enough before putting the pot back on and then squatted down to add more firewood. "Landon! I got the fire going. What do I do next?" she called out.

After a while, Landon came in, poured water into the pot, waited for it to boil, and then threw in the vegetables.

They cooked a big pot of veggies.

There were utensils, but most of the seasonings were expired, so they could only eat plain vegetables.

Abigail held the unseasoned veggies in her hands, looking blankly at Landon. "Is this all we're having for dinner?"

Landon glanced at her. Abigail's face wasn't much better, covered in black soot.

"What else?" he asked.

Abigail forced a smile. "You're abusing the hostage."

"Don't eat if you don't want to," Landon replied.

Abigail didn't say anything else. She picked up the utensils and took a few bites. It was really bad, tasteless. Even a little salt would have made it better.

finished several big bowls because she was indeed

there was no water heater. She could only boil

a big pot of water, filled a basin, and asked Landon, "Do you want to

go

wash with

were no lights, only the faint glow of candles from inside the house. The full moon shone brightly,

"Can you tell me now why

"Wait," Landon replied.

what?" Abigail

eyes closed, head slightly tilted

looking, or for the police to arrive? Or wait for

know what he was waiting for, but she thought of Oliver's words. If Landon stayed here,

was the simplest way to protect the Vanderbilt family. She didn't know whether to

didn't dare to think about it. She even hoped for a miracle, a way to have the

long silence, she

was soft

and looked at Abigail. He had taken off his glasses, and she wasn't used to seeing him without them. "What?"

get caught, what will happen?"

his eyes again, and said calmly,

lightly, as if it had nothing to do with

he wasn't afraid of death or had

a chance you won't die, right? Like getting ten or eight

least you'd be alive. Getty is still in prison, isn't she?

did was indeed incomparable to Getty. His situation

you scared?" Abigail asked.

intently at her. "Why would you ask

"Just asking," Abigail replied.

Landon ignored her.

him, but she had neither the standing nor the

know if turning himself in would reduce

nothing, so how

sighed and stood up. "Where do