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

a bath but realized there was no water heater. She

a big pot of water, filled a basin,

I'll go outside," Landon

wash with

shone brightly, lighting up the yard and the distant mountains. Listening to the dense chirping of insects around, Abigail

tell me now why you brought

"Wait," Landon replied.

what?"

tilted up, moonlight on his face. "You'll know when the time

"Wait for my family to notice I'm missing and come looking, or for the police to arrive? Or

didn't know what he was waiting for, but she thought of Oliver's

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

even hoped for a miracle, a way

a long silence, she suddenly

voice was soft but

opened his eyes and looked at Abigail. He had taken off his glasses, and she wasn't used to seeing him without

get caught, what will

his eyes again,

said it lightly, as if it

wasn't afraid of

"Probably? So there's a chance you won't die, right? Like getting ten or

course it does. At least you'd be alive. Getty is still in prison, isn't she? She'll be out in

her mouth. What Landon did was indeed incomparable to Getty. His situation would probably be

you scared?" Abigail asked.

eyes again, staring intently

"Just asking," Abigail replied.

Landon ignored her.

to persuade him, but she had neither

if turning himself in would

so how could

up. "Where