Love Unspoken

Chapter 1539

"Thanks for the heads-up." Landon put down his fork and reached for his phone. "I'll just order some takeout."

Abigail, clearly ticked off, snatched his phone. "I slaved away for hours, and you want takeout? Seriously, do you even respect me?"

Landon shot back, "Respect? You're making an injured guy eat this. Are you trying to kill me?"

Abigail snapped, "I already tasted it. It won't kill you! Now quit whining and eat!"

Landon's eyes widened in shock. He glared at Abigail, teeth clenched. "You're getting bolder by the day."

Abigail had always been a bit of a pushover around him. But now, she was standing up to him-more like she was fearless.

Her newfound guts came from the day she jumped off that building. Even with his injuries, Landon had dragged himself out of bed and even took a bullet for her on the mountain.

It was clear that Landon, despite his stubbornness, had a soft spot for her.

So, once Abigail realized she had a place in his heart, she became fearless, like people who know they're favored often do.

Abigail declared, "No matter what you say, it doesn't matter. I told you long ago, you shouldn't have messed with me. Now that you have, don't think you can get rid of me. I'll be haunting you forever." Landon decided to stand his ground. He pushed the bowl away and said, "I'm not eating."

Abigail shot back, "Then starve!"

Landon got up, turned around, and went back to his room, slamming the door behind him.

Abigail sat fuming at the dining table. She grabbed the utensils and took a bite herself.

It was pretty awful.

She had been in a good mood while cooking, so she thought it tasted good. Now that she was pissed, it tasted even worse.

Thinking about Landon's injuries, she dumped all the failed dishes and went back to the kitchen to make some porridge for him.

She opened a recipe guide and followed the steps to cook again.

Landon was lying on the bed with his eyes closed, trying to rest. Suddenly, there was a loud crash outside, and he snapped his eyes open.

his weak body to the kitchen, he saw Abigail squatting on the floor, picking up pieces of a broken bowl,

asked, "What are you

for you. It was too hot when I was carrying it, and I spilled it." She grabbed a couple of tissues and started picking up

and said, "Stop

If I don't pick it up, you might

the floor and looked at her fingers, which were

him. "Who are you calling an

pulled her out of the kitchen and brought her to the living room. "Stay here and

"What are you

and came back with a first

hand free, he opened the kit and rummaged through it for a moment before handing her some burn ointment. "Put this on." Abigail was stunned for a moment and then

ointment, and

a little

"I'll get it myself. Sit

"Can

replied, "I'm injured, not

kitchen, surveying the mess of broken pieces and spilled porridge. After a moment, he stepped over the

porridge from the pot. He was about to pour

and tried a bite of the

It was still terrible.

and saw him eating spoonful after spoonful with a blank

asked, "Does it taste any better this

kept eating without a word. After a while, he finished the large bowl

like I nailed it

bowl and the messy utensils into the sink. "Even my

probably

at him. "Can you

Landon shut his mouth.

you at home, to cook for you, to have three meals a day ready? No matter how far you go, there's

know how

Landon asked, "What mood?"

"Forget it. I don't want to talk to you. You're so unromantic. Only I

on the faucet