Love Unspoken

Chapter 1540

Landon asked, "What kind of magic?"

Abigail rubbed her hands together, raised her right hand, and made an OK sign with her thumb and index finger. Then, she blew into the circle formed by her fingers. Slowly, a bubble started to form, but it popped almost immediately. "Oops, let's try that again," Abigail said.

She blew for a while and finally managed to create a big, round bubble. She spread her fingers, and the bubble floated in her palm. "Check it out, isn't it cool?"

Landon asked, "How old are you?"

Abigail's smile vanished. "Seriously, you don't think it's cool?"

Landon shrugged. "I think it's kinda childish."

Abigail pouted, clenched her fingers, and popped the bubble. She'd discovered this trick while washing dishes earlier. How could he call it childish?

She walked over and plopped down next to Landon, handing him a piece of paper. She grabbed a tissue, wiped her fingers, took out the remote, and turned on the TV. "Alright, let's watch something. What do you wanna watch?" Landon said, "I'm not watching."

Abigail responded, "Fine, I'll watch."

She focused on picking a show, while Landon just sat there.

Abigail kicked off her shoes, sat cross-legged on the couch, bent over to rummage through the drawer, and found nothing to snack on. She then went to the kitchen and checked the fridge, finding two bottles of beer she had bought. She handed one to Landon.

Landon looked at her blankly, and Abigail realized something. "Oh, right, you can't drink right now. My bad."

She placed the two bottles in front of her, opened one, and started drinking.

An idol drama was playing on TV. Abigail drank while watching, and Landon slightly turned his head, his gaze falling on her profile. Abigail also quieted down, and they sat silently on the couch.

did was to spend as much time with him as

episode finished, she had already

goes to bed this early? You

the TV but didn't

bottles, she felt a bit sleepy. She claimed she wasn't

his shoulder. He turned to see that Abigail had

the TV still

rubbed her eyes, forgetting she was still on the couch. As she moved, she fell off Landon's shoulder and lunged toward the coffee table. The

wound, he frowned. Abigail asked, "Is your hand okay?" Now fully awake, she tried to check his injury but her legs were

'How can Landon act so calm? I slept on him all night, and he didn't push me away, but now he's eager to distance himself, like he's afraid I might take advantage of him.' Abigail said, "Really?

Landon's eyelid twitched.

full of confidence. She made another pot of porridge for Landon. Last night

some effort to get Landon to eat. Surprisingly, he picked up the spoon and

excitedly, "Am I pretty good at making

Landon replied, "Yeah."

praise, Abigail was even

said, "Most people can't make it taste

her happy

added, "One victim

for a couple of seconds, then couldn't help but smile, feeling a bit embarrassed. She watched Landon, who, despite his complaints, was eating without hesitation. He was almost done with the bowl she had served him. She also picked up a bowl and served herself. Landon was right. She couldn't understand why, even though she followed the steps, it

finishing, she served Landon another bowl. "Eat more. I made

resigned. Despite the awful taste, he ate it

to improve her cooking skills. She watched many videos, bought several cookbooks,

made, it was unsatisfactory. However, after so much practice, there was some improvement. It wasn't good, but at least it

to it. Whatever Abigail served, he

and