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."

if you want to do a job well, you have my full

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

a good

say something wrong? Do you think that once a woman is married, she should stay at home. and take care of her family?" Abigail countered,

immediately. "You're right. I was

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 aspects. "Your apology sounds perfunctory to me. Never mind,

store.

wanted to argue, she could

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

of cold drinking water.

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

well, thinking that she must be parched after talking

earlier argument. Feeling that his words sounded sarcastic, she became even more furious. "Just shut up your mouth, will you? Are you following me around to pick

someone else pisses you off, does it?" he replied, holding out

took the cold water and drank

had subsided

Sean asked her. This was his first time

other regular designer. She had to argue with people in the market and visit various ordinary places. On the contrary, all of his work was either done in his office or in

"He's trying to pass off subpar materials as high-quality ones. I told them

ridiculous!"

nodded. "Should we

I suppose," she

of the fabric market with weary steps. After glancing at her notebook, she said with a deep sigh, "There are so many fabrics