Love Unspoken

"You've been out cold for two days. Get up and grab a bite," Alexander said, taking Sprout from her arms and heading out of the bedroom.

Quinn sat on the bed, looking dazed and empty-eyed. She had seen Walter shoot Calvin in the head. Deep down, she knew that not finding the body and pretending he might still be alive was just a way to comfort herself. She wasn't really hungry, but to keep Alexander from worrying, she forced herself to eat a little before heading back to her room.

Abigail and Landon came back together. They had waited by the sea for days, hoping to see the body float up. After spending two more days searching the nearby waters and finding nothing, they had to return. Abigail went home first, bracing for a stormy confrontation, but was surprised by the calm.

Nancy came up and hugged Abigail, crying, while Alvin sat nearby, silent.

"Glad you're back," Oliver said. "Mom, there are still people here."

Nancy wiped her tears, let go of Abigail, and looked up at Landon behind her.

Now the whole family knew Abigail was completely devoted to Landon. They had been worried sick during her long disappearance, fearing something had happened to her.

So, when Landon showed up, despite their dislike for him, they had to reluctantly accept him.

"Have a seat," Oliver said.

Only then did Landon sit down. Abigail, holding Nancy's arm, asked, "Is this officially meeting the parents?"

Alvin snorted, "Who meets the parents for the first time empty-handed?"

Though his tone was unfriendly, asking Landon for a gift was a way of acknowledging him as a future son-in-law.

Abigail protested, "We came home as soon as we got back to Amber Bay. There was no time to buy a gift!"

Alvin glared at her. "You haven't married him yet, and you're already defending him?"

Abigail pouted and glanced at Landon.

She had been worried that once they returned to Amber Bay, Landon would be taken away again. But to her surprise, Landon could come back with her.

Although she didn't understand the details, she knew it meant Landon was fine.

In the past, Landon kept distancing himself from her.

So, she was worried Alvin might scare him away.

Landon said respectfully, "We came in a hurry this time. Please forgive us, Alvin." Alvin snorted again. Putting aside past issues, he actually admired Landon.

He didn't linger on the gift thing and asked, "So, what's the plan for the future?"

Landon glanced at Abigail. "Honestly, I'll just follow her lead."

The whole family was stunned, including Abigail. They expected Landon to talk about working hard, helping with the family business, or turning over a new leaf. But his answer left everyone speechless. Oliver had rushed back, hoping Landon would pitch in at the company. Now it seemed like his trip was a waste.

Nancy quickly jumped in, "That's actually a good sign. It shows you two are solid. Abigail's not getting any younger; it's time to think about marriage. Plus, wouldn't you love to have grandkids soon? Oliver and Abigail could each give you one, double the joy!"novelbin

"So, when are you planning to get married?" Alvin asked.

Abigail shrugged, "Marriage is just a piece of paper. We can do it now."

Alvin glared at her, looking exasperated. Who gets married so eagerly? Abigail was the first!

Oliver chimed in, "Abigail has a point. You can get the marriage certificate first. Given Landon's current situation, a big wedding might not be the best idea."

He looked at Landon. "Landon, what do you think?"

"I don't mind. But if we skip the wedding, won't that be unfair to Abigail?" Landon replied.

"No, it's not unfair!" Abigail was so excited she almost jumped up, but Nancy held her down.

Before coming back, Abigail hadn't thought they would discuss this, let alone that Landon would agree so easily. She thought she would have to chase him for a long time. This was an unexpected joy.

Oliver said, "It's fine. You can always have a wedding later. The main thing is to have a legitimate status together. Abigail seems quite eager."

Alvin grumbled, "She's almost thirty. Of course, she's eager. If she waits any longer, she'll be an old woman."

Nancy was worried about something else. "Yeah, the older you get, the riskier it is to have kids. You should have them soon."

Abigail blushed for once. "Mom, why are you talking about this!"

"What's there to be shy about? You'll go through it once you're married anyway," Nancy said with a straight face.

After much discussion, they decided not to rush to sign the marriage certificate. Alvin wanted to find an auspicious day.

As for whether Landon would join the company, that wasn't important. The most important thing now was having kids.

Alvin also insisted that the kids should take the Vanderbilt family name, and Landon agreed. Only then did Alvin show him a kinder face.

Landon got up to leave, and Abigail wanted to follow, but her family held her back.

She also wanted to check on Quinn, but it seemed impossible now.

Abigail had been gone for months, and now that she was finally back, her family wasn't about to let her leave so easily.

That night, while lying in bed, Abigail called Quinn and filled her in on everything.

"Congrats," Quinn said, genuinely happy for her. She and Landon had been through so much and were finally heading towards a happy ending.

Abigail's voice was full of joy. "All that waiting on the island paid off. Persistence really does pay off."

Then her tone got serious. "By the way, are you okay now?"

"I'm fine," Quinn replied.

"Don't be too sad. Walter is dead, so you got your revenge. Try to move on; Sprout and Brandy need you," Abigail advised.

Quinn was silent for a long time before softly saying, "I know."

Whenever Abigail mentioned Walter's death, Quinn would think of Calvin's death too.

Sometimes she couldn't tell if she couldn't accept Calvin's death and thus didn't want to talk about Walter's death, or if she just couldn't accept the deaths of both of them. Lately, she had been dreaming a lot, often about her childhood. The time she spent with Calvin as a child was far less than the time she spent with Walter.

As a kid, she really liked Lucas. That forgotten emotion kept replaying vividly in her dreams.

But Lucas had become Walter. To Quinn, they were two different people.

Walter came to the Kennedy family for revenge, did so many things. However, in the end, he found out it was all a farce.

What he wanted, he didn't get. What he didn't want, he couldn't let go of.

Maybe in the end, even Walter himself didn't know what he wanted. He could only follow the path he had set, never looking back.

He kept going and making mistakes until there was no turning back.

Why did he run towards the cliff when he heard the helicopter, instead of trying to escape?

Why did he show no breakdown, anger, or resentment at being outsmarted? Why did he accept death so calmly?

Everyone wanted Walter to turn back, but he trapped himself in place. All along, it was Walter who couldn't forgive himself. While torturing himself, he also tortured others.

It seemed that seeing others in pain gave him a sense of resonance and psychological balance, thus finding the motive to live.

Even Landon chose to turn back and start over, standing on the side of justice against Walter. What was Walter thinking then? Did he despise Landon, or envy him for having a chance to start over?

All these questions went unanswered, sinking to the bottom of the sea with Walter.

The date for Abigail and Landon's marriage was set for seven days later.

Quinn should have gone to congratulate Abigail, but a sudden illness left her bedridden, making it difficult even to get out of bed.

Alexander was really worried. He consulted several doctors, but none could diagnose the illness. They prescribed a bunch of medications, but none worked. Finally, Alexander somehow managed to bring Soren back. When Soren stumbled in with his medical kit, Quinn couldn't help but laugh at the familiar sight.

Soren wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, cursing inwardly. He had hidden in a remote corner, yet still got dragged back.

"Mrs. Kennedy, long time no see," Soren greeted her awkwardly.

Quinn leaned against the headboard, her face pale. "It has been a while. Your medical skills must have improved a lot by now."

"Let me take a look at you first," Soren said, taking Quinn's hand to diagnose her.

Quinn said, "I'm fine. Alexander is just overreacting."

Soren glanced at the stern-faced Alexander and forced a smile, focusing on diagnosing Quinn.

After a while, Soren let go of Quinn's hand.

Alexander asked, "How is she?"

Soren said, "She's just physically weak and overthinking. Have you been eating enough lately? You were already weak, and you barely recovered with medication. Now, without proper nutrition and with all this overthinking, you've undone all your progress. I told you before, you can't get sick. One illness and you're back to square one."

"Is that so?" Quinn asked.

Soren nodded, also relieved. Seeing Quinn's haggard appearance when he entered, he thought they were still at odds, which had scared him.

Soren said, "It's nothing serious. I'll prescribe some medicine. Just take it regularly and keep a positive mood, and you'll recover soon."

He then packed up his kit and went downstairs to write the prescription, leaving Alexander and Quinn alone in the room.

Alexander sat beside her, holding her hand. "Are you still thinking about Calvin?"