Love Unspoken

Chapter 1535

Alvin caught on quick. "Quit dodging the question. How are you gonna explain this kid to everyone?"

Abigail shot back, "It's my kid. Why do I need to explain anything? Who's gonna talk smack about your grandkid?" Alvin snapped, "Cut the nonsense! So, you're really pregnant with Landon's kid?"

"Obviously. With genes like these, the kid's bound to be amazing, right?" Abigail smirked.

Alvin was stumped, sitting there deep in thought. This whole thing was a mess, and he had no clue what to do.

He'd been bugging Oliver to get hitched. Oliver did, but still no baby in sight.

Alvin didn't want to push too hard. Now, he had to admit Abigail's words were tempting, but thinking about the kid's dad made him grumpy.

Abigail said, "Alright, Dad, I need to get an IV drip later. You should head back. The doc said I need to chill and stay calm, or it could be risky for me as an older mom."

Alvin didn't get all the medical stuff, but he stood up right away. "Then rest up. I'll go talk to Nancy about making you some good food."

Abigail nodded.

Alvin hesitated, gave her a few more looks, sighed, and finally walked out.

Once he was gone, Abigail let out a big sigh and slumped on the bed.

Quinn rushed over. "Abigail, are you really pregnant?"

"Of course not. If I didn't say that, he'd never leave," Abigail confessed.

Quinn clicked her tongue.

Abigail had been so convincing, even coming up with the kid's name and future plans, that Quinn almost believed her.

Quinn asked, "What if Alvin finds out you lied? You can't hide this forever."

Abigail shrugged. "Then I'll figure out how to get a kid."

do you mean? Don't

"Relax. I mean I'll find a

Quinn asked, "With who?"

"Who else?" Abigail replied.

She knew Abigail was talking about Landon. "Will he

my ways. Besides, even if I told the truth, they wouldn't stop. If they find out I'm not really pregnant, they'll

arm around Quinn's shoulder. "Don't worry. I got this. I'll ask the doc later how to up my chances of getting

Quinn stayed quiet.

bold, but that was just her style. She

after, Alexander texted Quinn, telling her to come back. Quinn had to

lay on the bed thinking for a bit. Suddenly, she jumped up and went to the next

his hand was still out of commission. He could walk around

got there, Landon was standing by the window in his hospital gown.

out the window, deep

could say anything, Landon turned around.

something to talk about,"

raised an eyebrow.

whispered,

catching it. "What

deep breath and said louder,

face a mix of

he finally said, "Are you nuts?" Abigail glared at him, "You're the one

kind of crazy talk is

You don't know how long you'll be in prison. If it's ten or eight years, I'll be too old to have a kid by the time you get out.

asked, "What

what I

trying to keep her cool. She knew Landon responded better to a softer approach. If she

she lowered her head and stayed

her but didn't budge. "If you're feeling better, get discharged soon. Don't hang around here. I'm not agreeing to this." Abigail looked up,

decisions. It'll only

thought it through. Landon, are you...

"Yes," Landon replied bluntly.