Chapter 92 It's Raining

"Take the call," Sean said groggily. He took a deep breath, and he still sounded nasal. He was obviously annoyed by the call.

Abigail noticed that it was from Joan. A moment of silence later, she said, "It's from Joan."

Sean's eyes snapped open, and he took the phone before answering the call. "What's wrong?"

"It's raining, Sean. I'm scared," said Joan, her voice breaking up. She sounded like a crying cat. Abigail looked at Sean.

"I'm not at the hotel," said Sean, not as impatient as he was before.

Oh, so he's going to go to her if he's at the hotel? Annoyed, she stomped Sean's calf.

Sean gasped in pain and looked at Abigail coldly. Abigail blinked innocently.

"You went out?" Joan asked, surprised. She knew Abigail took a leave because her grandmother was

hurt, but she didn't know when Abigail would return. That's a coincidence.

"Yes. It's personal. If you're scared, share a room with someone," said Sean patiently.

back on Sean

numb as well. He looked at Abigail and pulled back his arm, and then he held. Abigail by the back of her collar. "It's late. Get some rest in talking to Joan. He hung up and tossed his phone

trying to pull her collar out of Sean's grasp. Sean held her and turned her around. "What were you doing? Venting your

yet you still took the call. Grandma doesn't sleep deeply. You could've woken

accident. I just wanted to stretch my legs." Abigail

her. "Do I look gullible

to sleep." Abigail

on her waist and slid it under

"Grandma's

kids. Sean looked at Abigail coolly. "She'll be happy to

hand, and she

and said imposingly, "So, are you

heating up. She struggled and answered,

small, to begin with, and

you guys, even if you are

waist, and he held her gently, pinching her softly. "We'll be quieter." Sᴇaʀ*ᴄh

wanted to bite Sean. You can't say that. She

going at it

not going at anything." Abigail grabbed his

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