Abigail’s Second Life

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She stood up to leave.

"You know how to pick an outfit, right? Why don't you help me pick an outfit?" he said behind her.

She turned around, walked up to his suitcase, rummaged through his clothes, and put together a set of clothes in shades of ash gray. "If you want to tag along with me, wear light colors. Dark clothes.

absorb heat from the sun and will

get very hot."

"Okay." His eyes flickered with a hint of a smile.

After he finished getting ready, Abigail joined him for a meal. It was then that Luna sent her a screenshot. Joan had clarified in a comment that she was Sean's cousin, and the comment was

reposted by numerous marketing accounts.

Abigail paid no mind to it, though.

Meanwhile, the sun had already risen at 7.30AM.

Abigail was shopping for fabrics at the fabric market, with Sean following behind her. "This isn't real wool. Real wool shouldn't feel scratchy, and it should be cool to the touch at first before it feels warm," she said before deciding to check out another store.

As they went outside, Sean suddenly remarked, "You've learned a lot in a few months working as an assistant. You're even more professional than some who've been doing this for years." Abigail's heart skipped a beat. She quickly defended herself, saying, "Maybe I'm just naturally talented and hardworking. After all, one has limitless potential if they're determined to learn something."

responded. "Abigail, if you want to do a job well, you have

her hand. "You talk as if I wouldn't do it without your support. Even if I can't

can't get a good word out

that once a woman is married, she should stay at home. and take

backed down immediately. "You're

up by Cornelie. His mindset was likely heavily influenced by her. Except for the issue. of having children, where he refused to obey Cornelie, he probably followed her in most other

store.

wanted to argue, she could probably make

Abigail finished arguing with the fabric supplier, she came out and saw him holding

of cold drinking water.

be thirsty after all that arguing, right?" He handed her the

she must be

Feeling that his words sounded sarcastic, she became even more furious. "Just

it out on me when someone else pisses you off, does it?" he replied, holding out the bottle

took the cold water and

thirst had subsided a

hard time getting the right fabric?" Sean asked her. This was his first time in such

however, she was just like any other regular designer. She had to argue with people

to pass off subpar materials as high-quality ones. I

ridiculous!"

"Should we

other option, I suppose," she replied with

at her notebook, she said with a deep sigh, "There are so