Love Unspoken

Chapter 1498 Alexander gave Quinn's short hair a playful ruffle. "Hey, it looks pretty good." Quinn eyed herself in the mirror, then glanced at Alexander. "Really? It feels so weird." Alexander chuckled. "That's just 'cause you're not used to it yet. Give it stime, you'll get there." Quinn nodded, trusting him. "Alright. I wonder how Abigail's doing and if Oliver's found her." Alexander opened the car door, letting Quinn hop in first. "Let's head back. They'll call if there's any news. Hanging around here won't help." Quinn couldn't do much but worry.

Alexander drove her back to Regal Riverside. Sprout and Brandy were still up, and Briar was in the living room, trying to calm Sprout, who was refusing to sleep. Brandy was waiting for them to return.

When Brandy saw them, she was stunned and almost didn't recognize Quinn.

Brandy tilted her head, staring at Quinn for a long moment to make sure it was really her.

Quinn found it funny. She walked up to Brandy and ruffled her hair. "What's up? Don't recognize me?" Hearing Quinn's familiar voice, Brandy smiled and hugged her leg.

Quinn was about to bend down to pick her up, but Alexander beat her to it, lifting Brandy. "You're hurt. Lethandle this. Go upstairs and rest." Quinn wanted to argue, but Alexander was already carrying Brandy upstairs.

She asked Briar to help carry Sprout upstairs. She hadn't felt the pain earlier, but now the burns and scalds were starting to hurt.

She was too dirty for a shower, so she just wiped herself down with wet wipes.

Sprout lay beside her, clinging to her. Unlike Brandy, who didn't recognize her, Sprout stuck to her. Quinn sighed and held Sprout close. "Why are you still up so late? Were you worried about me?" "Mama," Sprout mumbled, reaching for her shoulder-length hair, but his hand cup empty.

Quinn placed him on the bed and gently patted his back. "Alright, go to sleep now." Meanwhile, Abigail was still stumbling through the bushes. Earlier, she had fought with the man and rolled down a slope.

Enraged, the man wanted to kill Abigail, driving her to run in terror. He chased her relentlessly, and Abigail had no idea where she was.

She managed to lose him in the darkness, but the area was full of rundown houses and tall weeds, and she got lost.

The bushes were alive with the sound of insects, and the night wind was chilly. Abigail, dressed lightly, shivered in the grass.

The dark night and the creepy old houses made even the brave Abigail feel a bit scared.

She crouched in the grass, alert to any movement, fearing the man would catch up.

She didn't know how long she had been crouching, and her legs were numb. She wanted to stand up and stretch but suddenly saw a light in the distance, making her crouch down again in fear.

She was so focused on that light that she didn't even notice a snake slithering out of the grass and onto her foot. Startled by the cold touch, Abigail jumped up, screamed, and shook off whatever was on her leg.

The sudden movement made the snake bite her. She cried out in pain, almost guessing what it was. Luckily, it slithered away after biting her, but she was terrified.

She dragged her injured leg, limping forward. The light behind her grew closer, casting white beams on the grass and the overgrown houses, making them even more terrifying. Abigail didn't get far before someone caught up with her and grabbed her arm.

She instinctively turned and kicked at the person behind her. However, her injured leg gave way, causing her to fall and pull the person down with her, landing heavily on top of her.

Her back hit a rock, and her vision went black. She closed her eyes in pain, her face contorted.

Fear and anger surged within her. Abigail grabbed a rock and swung it at the person on top of her. "You bastard! If you have the guts, go after Landon. He ruined your family, not me! Why are you chasing me?" Before the rock could land, her wrist was caught.

"I thought you weren't afraid of anything. How could a man scare you this much?" a familiar voice said.

Hearing the voice, Abigail opened her eyes wide, staring at the man above her.

Her phone had fallen to the ground, and the light shone through the grass, illuminating Landon's face. His gold- rimmed glasses obscured his eyes.

"It's you?" Abigail exclaimed.

Abigail quickly sat up, looking around. "Why are you alone?" Before she could finish, she noticed Landon's gaze seemed to be on her chest.

She froze and looked down. Her jacket had been pulled off during the chase, and she had taken it off to escape.

Now she was only wearing a strapless dress.

Abigail quickly covered her chest with her arms. "What are you looking at? woman Haven't yo you seen a woman before?!" Landon shifted his gaze to her face, which was dirty and disheveled. "Today, I finally realized you're a woman," he remarked.

Abigail blushed at his words. "You're crazy. I've always been a woman. Where's Oliver?" "I don't know," Landon replied.

Pain shot through Abigail's ankle, and she cried out, quickly checking her foot. There were two bloody puncture marks.

"You've been bitten by a snake," Landon said, noticing her wound.

He used his phone's light to examine the wound. The skin around it was already turning purple Ät looks like a venomous snake. Do you know what it looked like?" Abigail shook her head, cold sweat forming on her forehead, not from fear but from the effects of the venom. She felt dizzy. Landon tore off his tie and lifted her skirt.

Abigail instinctively pressed down her skirt, her voice weak. "I've been bitten by a snake, and you're taking advantage of me. How shameless." "It seems the venom has reached your brain. Stop your nonsense," Landon retorted.

Landon pulled her hand away and tied the tie tightly around her thigh, securing it with a knot.

Abigail sat on the ground, watching Landon bandage her. She couldn't sire couldn't help but say. "Are you sure you're bandaging the right place? Are you trying to take advantage of me?"