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Love Unspoken

Chapter 1534
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Chapter 1534 Abigail stared at Elliot for a bit, feeling a mix of guilt and relief.

"Thanks, Elliot," she said.

"No problem," Elliot replied with a grin. "Don't sweat it about my parents; I'll take care of it." Abigail nodded. "Cool, but we're still good friends. If you ever need anything, just hitup." "Got it, I won't hold back," Elliot said.

After their chat, Abigail finally felt a bit more relaxed. But she still had to deal with Alvin.

She was set on waiting for Landon to get out of prison, but Alvin was totally against it. When the tcame, he'd give her hell again, and she knew she couldn't handle that. So, she needed a plan.

She'd been mulling over an idea for a while, and after thinking it through over the past few days, she decided it could work and was just waiting to put it into action. During this time, Quinn would drop by to visit Abigail, and they'd chat. Quinn noticed that Abigail seemed more like her old self again.

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Quinn felt a bit more relieved; she had almost thought Abigail was heading towards depression.

Abigail stayed in the hospital for seven days, and her injuries had mostly healed. She didn't need any more surgeries, but she refused to leave and kept staying there. She knew that once she was discharged, she'd be stuck at home, and getting out would be tough.

On the eighth day, Alvin showed up at the hospital to confront Abigail.

Quinn stood up to greet him, but Alvin brushed past her and went straight to Abigail. "Did you break off the engagement with Elliot?" Abigail's eyelid twitched. "What's up? Did Elliot talk to you?" Alvin replied, "Why would he talk to me? The Sullivan family cto me. Abigail, do you think marriage is a joke? You said you wanted to get married, and I went through a lot to convince them. They finally agreed, and now you say you don't want to get married anymore, all based on your mood. Do you take your marriage seriously? Do you even care about our family?" Abigail had expected Alvin to come, but she didn't get why Alvin was so sure it was her who called off the engagement.

She looked at him suspiciously. "What did they say to you? Why are you yelling atas soon as you get here? Did they tell you I was the one who called it off?" Alvin exclaimed, "If not you, then who? If you hadn't said something to Elliot, would the Sullivan family cto break off the engagement?" Abigail now understood that Alvin had directly blamed her without knowing that she proposed the breakup. "Dad, can you be reasonable? I'm the one being dumped here. You didn't cto comfort me, and you even think I wanted to break off the engagement?" Abigail said irritably.

Alvin was stunned. "Wasn't it you?" Abigail said, "Of course not. I'm still in the hospital and haven't been discharged. They must have heard something and thought I wasn't good enough for Elliot, so they cto break off the engagement." Her words made Alvin even angrier. "How dare you say that? You ran off with Landon, causing chaos for everyone. Now you claim you were willing. The marriage is off, and our family is being gossiped about because of you!" Abigail had a headache but didn't bother arguing, letting Alvin rant until he ran out of steam.

He went on for a good half-hour, his mouth dry. Abigail even poured him a glass of water.

After drinking, Alvin sat back down and kept on scolding her.

Abigail let his words go in one ear and out the other, occasionally nodding like she was paying attention.

Her laid-back attitude just made Alvin even madder.

After a while, he gritted his teeth and said, "You're gonna be the death of me!" Abigail shrugged. "Calm down. You've been yelling at me, and I'm not even mad. What are you so worked up about?" Alvin sighed heavily and glared at her. "What's going on with you and Landon?" Abigail asked, "What do you mean?" Alvin said, "Don't think I'm stupid. I watched you grow up. I can read you like a book. Tellstraight, how far have you two gone?" Abigail glanced at Quinn.

Quinn silently looked away, pretending she wasn't there. Last time, she had casually mentioned a fake marriage, and Abigail took it seriously. This time, she didn't dare to say anything. Abigail, not getting any help, looked back and scratched her nose. "Pretty far." Alvin asked, "How far?" Abigail replied, "You're gonna be a grandpa." Alvin's eyes widened like he couldn't process what she just said, or maybe his brain short-circuited. He stood there, stunned.

He said, "Say that again?" Abigail said, "I said you're gonna be a grandpa." Alvin almost fainted, falling straight back. Abigail was startled and quickly caught him. "Dad, don't scare me!" Alvin looked at her weakly. "Don't scare me. My heart's not great. Are you serious?" Abigail was torn. Seeing Alvin so devastated, she hesitated between lying and telling the truth.

In the end, she said, "Yes." Alvin rolled his eyes but didn't pass out.

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Abigail helped him sit on the bed, and Quinn quickly poured him another glass of water.

Alvin clutched his chest, sighing deeply, like he had aged a decade.

"Dad," Abigail called.

Alvin waved his hand. "Don't callDad. You're my dad. How could you do such a thing? How will you live in the future? You're already at this age. Now who would want you!" Abigail lowered her head and softly said, "I'm sorry." Alvin said, "If you really feel sorry, then get rid of the baby." Abigail replied, "No way. The doctor said if I have an abortion, I won't be able to have kids in the future. Besides, even if I have an abortion, no one would want me." Alvin sighed deeply. "So what are you gonna do now?" Abigail said, "Of course, I'll have the baby. Don't you want a grandchild?"

She sat next to Alvin, trying to persuade him. "Look, Landon is in prison. If I have the baby atour m house, you can take your grandchild out to play, send them to school. How nice." Alvin looked at her suspiciously. Abigail nodded solemnly, indicating it was a great idea.

Abigail continued, "When the baby is born, they'll take our last name, Vanderbilt. I've ever thought of the names. it's a girl, she'll be Amara. If it's a boy, he'll be Zach." Alvin questioned, "Zach? Why would you give my grandchild such a name?" Abigail argued, "What's wrong with it? It sounds great." Alvin thought about it and found it kinda interesting.