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.

several big bowls because she was indeed

but realized there was no water

a basin, and asked Landon, "Do you want

yourself. I'll go

walked out to wash with cold water

house. The full moon shone brightly, lighting up the yard and the distant mountains. Listening to the dense

to Landon. "Can you tell

"Wait," Landon replied.

what?" Abigail

leaned back in his chair, eyes closed, head slightly tilted up, moonlight on his face. "You'll know when

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

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

and Oliver, pushing everything onto him wasn't right, but it was the simplest way to protect the Vanderbilt family. She didn't know whether to make Landon take responsibility or

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

she

was

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

you get caught, what

eyes

as if it had nothing

of death or had a way

won't die, right? Like getting ten or eight years in prison

in prison, isn't she? She'll be out in a few years," Abigail insisted. "Don't

incomparable

you scared?" Abigail asked.

eyes again, staring intently at her.

"Just asking," Abigail replied.

Landon ignored her.

to persuade him, but she had neither the standing nor

didn't even know if turning himself in would reduce

so how could she

and stood up. "Where