Love Unspoken

Chapter 1517 Landon was checking out the area too. "I don't know, but it looks safe for now," he said.

Abigail shot back, "Then why'd you kidnapand draghere?" Landon glanced at her. "Just play the part and don't ask too many questions." Abigail smirked, pulling out a chair in the yard and plopping down. "Fine. I'm starving." Landon nodded towards a building. "Kitchen's over there." Abigail raised an eyebrow. "You expectto cook?" Landon shrugged. "Then stay hungry." Abigail glared. "If I starve, how am I supposed to be your hostage?" Landon stared at her for a moment. "I don't know how to use it." Abigail laughed. "Seriously? There's something you can't do?" She got up and headed to the kitchen, still chuckling. But when she saw the old stoves, her confidence wavered.

She turned to Landon, both of them standing there awkwardly.

"Isn't there a gas stove?" she asked.

Landon shook his head. "You think that's likely out here?" Abigail looked around. They were surrounded by mountains, and this yard was the only thing around. Gas was a long shot.

She smirked. "So, we're both gonna starve?" Landon didn't answer, just stared at the old stove. After a bit, he asked, "You really that hungry?" Abigail sighed. "Yeah, I haven't eaten since last night. Aren't you hungry?" She hadn't eaten much lately, no appetite. Skipped dinner, spent the night in the car, no breakfast. Now it was almost afternoon, and she was definitely feeling it. Landon said, "Wait here." He walked out, and Abigail quickly followed. In this remote place, if he left, she'd be lost and probably starve. They walked out of the yard and down a small path into the woods behind it.

Landon was gathering firewood? Abigail watched, confused. What was he up to? Why bring her here? Was there nowhere else to go? Did they have to starve in this desolate place? Landon piled up sfirewood and tossed it on the ground. Abigail picked it up. No one else around, plenty of dead branches. They quickly gathered a big pile.

As they walked, Abigail spotted something gray in the grass. "Landon, a rabbit!" she shouted.

Landon turned, but the rabbit bolted at her voice.

Abigail dropped the firewood and chased after it, but after searching the grass, she cup empty. Frustrated, she picked up the firewood. "Why were you so slow? Now it's gone. Are we eating wild veggies?" Landon said, "There are more out here. Don't worry." Abigail pouted, following him with the firewood. But after a long search, no more rabbits. Just that one, and it was gone.

They gathered so much firewood they couldn't carry any more. With no rabbits in sight, they headed back to the yard.

Behind the yard, there was a vegetable garden, but it was a mess, overrun with weeds. There were sveggies in there, but you had to dig through the jungle to find them. Abigail had never done anything like this before, so she found it kind of fun to hunt for veggies in the garden.

She squatted down, pushed aside the weeds, and yanked out whatever looked edible.

Sof the weeds looked a lot like the veggies, and Abigail couldn't tell them apart. She just grabbed a bunch of random stuff and brought it back for Landon to sort out. Luckily, Landon knew his veggies. He sat in the yard, slowly picking through the pile and setting the good ones aside.

Abigail plopped down next to him, resting her chin on her hand, watching him work.

Landon was wearing a white suit, but after all the firewood gathering and veggie sorting, it was pretty dirty.

He looked out of place, like an old lady, which Abigail found hilarious.

Hearing her laugh, Landon looked up. "What's so funny?" Abigail grinned. "You look like a housewife." Landon paused, stared at her for a couple of seconds, then went back to sorting the veggies.

Since they were up in the mountains, the sun set late. It was already dark at the base, but up here, the sunset was still hanging on.

The golden light bathed the whole yard, and Landon's face glowed softly. Landon cleaned the veggies and took them to a nearby faucet to wash.

Abigail followed him, marveling at the bamboo water pipe. "Did you make this? It's awesome. Where's them water cfrom? Does it keep flowing even when no one's here? Won't it run dry?" She kept babbling, but Landon didn't say a word. He just kept washing the veggies.

Feeling a bit awkward, Abigail squatted beside him, watching his fingers move in the water. Watching algood-looking guy wash veggies was surprisingly entertaining. It was just the two of them here, and Abigail could momentarily forget about Landon's identity and his past actions, just seeing him as Landon.

If Oliver were here, he'd notice that Abigail was way more lively in this place compared to when she was at home.

To be precise, it was when she was with Landon.

Abigail herself hadn't realized that her gloom and depression at hhad lifted since she chere.

It was like she was back to her carefree days, as long as she didn't think about what would happen after they left this place.

Landon squatted by the yard washing veggies, and Abigail watched him. After he finished, she followed him to the kitchen.

It was already dark outside. He found a candle in the house and lit it. The dim candlelight barely lit up the small kitchen.

Landon took off his jacket, leaving just a white shirt. He rolled up his sleeves and started a fire with the firewood.

Abigail watched eagerly. Seeing him seriously starting the fire, she om thought he might actually figure out how to use the old stove. But ten minutes later, they both stumbled out of the smoke-filled kitchen. Abigail covered her mouth, wiping away the tears from the smoke while coughing.

After a bit, she looked back at the kitchen. It was just a cloud of smoke in there.

Abigail asked, "Is this your new way of killing? By suffocating me?" Then she turned to look at Landon and saw his face covered in soot. She couldn't help but burst out laughing again.