Abigail’s Second Life

Abigail discreetly wiped away her tears, feeling someone sitting beside her. She sniffled and tried to compose

herself.

Before long, a piece of tissue was handed to her.

Abigail turned her head to see Sean. She reached out, took the tissue from him, and playfully smacked it on his

face. "What are you up to?"

Sean caught the falling tissue and gazed at Abigail with a pained expression. "You don't cry often."

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Her tears indeed reflected her sadness and grievance.

Sean held the tissue, pondered for a moment, and said, "You're right. | do tend to mess up at crucial moments.

But despite that, | still want to be by your side."

Upon hearing this, Abigail bit her lip and chose to stay quiet.

"Even if you're upset, even if you findunreliable, | still want to be close to you, unwilling to let you go. I know

I'm not perfect; | often disappoint you and make you sad, and for that, I'm sorry. | want to be less petty, but it's a

struggle." Sean said, self-reproachfully, knowing that his personality made it difficult for Abigail to like him.

However, giving up on her felt like tearing out his heart.

He understood that, like most ordinary men, he would sometimes upset Abigail, but he would always apologize.

He was willing to keep apologizing as long as she could forgive him.

Abigail sniffled and turned to gaze at the sea of clouds, contemplating for a while before speaking, "You were

jealous of Simond. But without him, I wouldn't be here today. If it weren't for him, given your current

cluelessness, my body would have been battered."

Sean nodded. "You're right."

Abigail furrowed her brow, suddenly finding herself at a loss for words.

He apologized so swiftly that the anger within her dissipated before it could even surface.

After that, the two of them traveled in silence.

Upon reaching Pendorf, Abigail had just got up when Sean quickly reached out to steady her.

Abigail turned to him. "What are you doing?"

"I don't think the plane has landed yet," Sean explained.

Abigail pushed him away. "You really do look foolish."

Sean released her hand and stepped back to let her go ahead.

The business class was not as crowded as the economy class, so there was no need for Sean to assist her.

Upon disembarking the plane, Abigail arranged for a car.

Sean observed her entering the car and then called Kevin.

After a while, Kevin arrived in his car.

"Where's Irene?" Sean inquired as soon as he entered the vehicle.

"She went to your house. Old Mrs. Graham and Old Mr. Graham said the weather was good today and asked her

to cover for dinner." Kevin replied casually. Sean raised his hand to his forehead, realizing the situation.

Abigail must have also gone to his house.

"What's the matter?" Kevin asked curiously.

Sean leaned back in his seat, sighed, and informed Kevin, "Abigail visited my house."

"She did? Has she returned?" Kevin looked surprised.

"Yes. She's been back for a few days," Sean responded quietly.

"No wonder you've been heading to Capitalis every day. It's because she's back." Kevin remarked, starting the

engine.

Sean rubbed his temple and spoke calmly, "If | don't show up, can you and Irene handle it?"

Kevin promptly interjected, "Hold on! My relationship with Irene is one thing, and yours with her is another. Have

you forgotten about the 400 million deal?"

Upon hearing this, Sean turned to look at him, "The real issue is the photo | received earlier, not the 400 million."

"Sean, don't defend her." Kevin argued, "Your feelings changed the moment she returned. You were so

determined before, but now, just seeing her face confuses you, doesn't it?"

"It's not like that. The photo is a separate issue. At that time, | ignored her. She learned to use a gun over there,"

Sean's expression turned serious as he spoke.

Kevin immediately grasped the implication and fell silent.

He pursed his lips and couldn't help but ask, "Does that mean she didn't have a good tin the past six

months?"

"Since the moment we didn't go, she has been in various dangerous situations. The 400 million was my

punishment. If | hadn't gotten angry because of that photo and had resolved things first, there wouldn't have

been the 400 million issue later on. Without me, and if Simond wasn't there, she would have died." Sean finished

speaking and took a deep breath.

Kevin furrowed his brow, "Perhaps this is a lie-"

"Is she that kind of person?" Sean angrily interrupted Kevin, "I've explained so much, but you won't believe me.

Let's wait until you see her."

Meanwhile, Abigail had already arrived at the Graham Estate.

This was Sean's new acquisition, as the previous estate was reportedly sold to settle debts.

When Abigail stood there, she instantly felt guilty towards Sean and the Grahams.

Regardless, those things were in the past, and Sean's debts were truly owed.

Why did she have the right to be angry with Sean?

Lost in thought, Abigail pressed the doorbell.

Before long, the door opened, and a short-haired girl stood at the doorway, blinking at Abigail.

Abigail recognized her as Sean's girlfriend.

"Alana?" Abigail's face lit up with surprise once she was sure it was her.