Abigail’s Second Life

Chapter 127 The Unwanted One

Sean's lips traced her fair neck, and his hands began to wander. Abigail did not resist him.

Her body was heating up after she was kissed all over. When she looked at him, she asked with a trembling voice, "Why did you wear a white suit today?" sᴇaʀᴄh thᴇ (F)indNƟvᴇl.ɴet website on Gøøglᴇ to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.

He did not answer her and kissed her lips.

When Abigail woke up the next morning, Sean had already left. She freshened up and headed to the living room, where she found Analise busy. Analise turned to her and asked, "Sean left early and didn't have breakfast. Did you upset him last night?"

"No. I'm going to visit his grandparents today. You don't need to prepare lunch for me," Abigail said

as she walked toward the kitchen.

Analise nodded. As Abigail walked out of the kitchen holding breakfast, her grandmother added, "I made some pasta for you and Sean. I'll put them in the freezer. If you don't feel like cooking, just

reheat them."

Just as Abigail sat at the dining table, she looked at Analise and asked, "Why? Are you going home?" Analise nodded. "Yes. Living here is too restricting. I'm stuck at home all day and unable to do anything. I'm not used to it."

"After some time, I plan to buy a new house with a yard. You can plant flowers and greens in the yard," Abigail said anxiously.

and I can't live in the city," Analise said with a kind smile. Abigail drank her soup. "Grandma, if you must go

Analise replied

if you keep this up,

secret.

moment, Analise

a gentle golden

"Grandma, if you promise me, I'll let you return. One day, if your

get proper treatment, so you don't have

a hint of

she knew Cornelie would not care for them much, she still could not come empty-handed. When Colby saw her, he put down what he was doing and

come with you?"

a beautiful little basket. When he saw the basket in her hand, he scolded her with a hint of displeasure, "You didn't have to!" Despite his

rushed out of the

walked over to him and uttered softly, "The pasta is made by Grandma, and there's a

tea, too."

immediately appeared on Colby's

up at home with nothing to do," Abigail said while chatting casually with him. When they were chattering, Cornelie came downstairs. She was still upset

doing here? If you get hurt again,

her to. I'd rather see my grandson instead!" Cornelie

lips as

her lips as she