Love Unspoken

Chapter 1573

Abigail and Landon spent pretty much the whole day at the furniture market. Abigail didn't really know much about this stuff, so whenever a salesperson hyped something up, she'd just buy it on the spot. Landon nudged her, "You've already bought eight sofas. Have you thought about where you're gonna put them?"

Abigail stopped, eyes wide. "Seriously?"

Landon shook his head, a bit exasperated. "Yep. And not just that, you've also got six dining sets."

Abigail grabbed his hand. "Why didn't you stop me? What are we gonna do with all this stuff? Should we return it?"

"You could always give them away," Landon suggested.

Abigail thought for a second. That actually sounded like a good idea. She could use this chance to give Alvin, Nancy, and Oliver some gifts to show her appreciation.

She gave Landon a thumbs up. "You're right. Let's not return them. I'll give them out, and I'll give one to Quinn too."

Landon nodded.

"So, what else do we need to buy?" Abigail asked.

"Bedding," Landon replied.

Abigail was taken aback for a moment, then quickly blushed. "What are you talking about in broad daylight?"

Landon looked at her, deadpan. "I meant sheets and duvet covers."

Abigail's face turned even redder, feeling a bit embarrassed. She let go of Landon's hand and walked away.

After that, she headed to the supermarket. She didn't ask any questions and just bought whatever caught her eye.

Even though she wasn't much of a cook, she didn't miss a single kitchen utensil. By the end, the car was so packed it couldn't fit anything else.

Abigail slumped in her seat. "I'm so tired. I've never felt this exhausted, not even when I was traveling all over the world."

Landon handed her a bottle of water, already opened.

Abigail took the water, glanced at him, and smiled. "Why are you being so nice now? I'm not used to it."

"I can go back to how I was," Landon said.

"No, stay like this. I want to live a few more years." Abigail took a few sips of water, thinking about how Landon used to annoy her. She definitely preferred him like this. After finishing the water, Abigail quickly perked up again.

She still had to go back and set up her new home. The thought of living with Landon in the future gave her a burst of energy.

When Oliver showed up, he saw her bustling around the house, directing the workers moving the furniture.

Oliver sighed. "I've never seen her this hardworking at home."

Landon glanced at him. "What are you doing here?"

grinned. "Just came to see

looked at Abigail and sighed again. "It's been a while since I've seen

too. Abigail was busy hanging a painting on the

shoulder. "Take good care of her and live

anything. His decision to marry

agree to work for the Vanderbilt family just to

You're not really gonna stay home and let Abigail

want to find a job that doesn't require much

wouldn't go for that. Factories mean overtime. Would she let you work until

did, even if it was sweeping the streets, Oliver didn't care. Some people just have a knack for making money, no matter the job.

to do all the work. Let's go

to get everything done

days to

her phone kept buzzing. She picked it up and saw that

Besides Quinn and Alexander, there were Oliver

weren't for Orion chatting in the group, Quinn would've almost

chatting. They could exchange thousands of messages a day, and Quinn didn't bother to read through all the small talk. Alexander was also woken up by the group messages. He picked up his phone, looked at it,

lying next to him, saw what he did. "Why'd

and looking at Quinn.

to give me so many supplements. I'm almost getting nosebleeds

these past few days. Even though they

into a new house and wants to invite us over for dinner. Let's

"Okay."

her into his arms and stroked her hair.

get up so early either. Just as she was about to doze off again, she heard someone

sit up, Alexander got

walked to the bedroom door, opened it, and didn't see anyone. Then

with a milk bottle, and the noise had come

had climbed up from downstairs with the bottle and had accurately found the bedroom. "Mr. Kennedy, I'm sorry.

ahead with

since he could stand up, and now he could go up and down the stairs by himself. Quinn didn't know who had come. When she sat up, she saw it was Sprout, who had already reached the bed. He put the bottle on the

his behavior quite cute and quickly took

can make it

smirked. "You're overestimating

then looked

up, pinching

handed it to

Sprout had gone through all that trouble

to sleep anymore, so he went to

Quinn a bowl of medicine, whose smell

better now. Can I

slowly. I've already reduced the dosage today. Just drink it." Quinn sighed and took the

so strong that she felt like vomiting

her intently. "Could you be