Abigail’s Second Life

Chapter 185 Helping You Get Dressed

Sean sat down on the couch and looked at Abigail standing next to him. "I'll stay here tonight and head over to the police station tomorrow morning. Until this is resolved, you need to stay vigilant." "Who is it, exactly?" Abigail asked, her eyes cold as she looked down at him from her vantage point.

He held her hand and gently massaged it. "It's someone from my past, but I can't tell you."

She frowned and stared at him for a while before nodding. "I won't ask about that, but let me ask this. Why is it so difficult to locate the doctor from last time?"

"I can't find any traces of him. He did not leave any evidence," he replied truthfully. He had been investigating the matter but could not locate any leads. It was as if the said doctor never existed. "Can I trust you?" Abigail asked as she looked into his eyes. Sᴇaʀ*ᴄh the FɪndNøvel.ɴᴇt website on Gøøglᴇ to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.

Sean tightened his grip on her hand. "Do I need to lie about something like this?"

Abigail moved to sit next to him. The doctor's last name is Palmer. Any thoughts?"

"Are

you suspecting it's related to Joan? I thought the same thing at first. Unfortunately, Joan hast never known that you're my wife, which is rather contradictory," he said after he analyzed the situation with Abigail. This contradiction left her puzzled.

"And this person who came to see you didn't know that you're my wife as well, so it might not be related to the doctor," he continued.

"I haven't offended anyone," Abigail confirmed.

"I'll handle this matter," Sean reassured her. "Focus on your work instead."

She stared into his eyes, genuinely curious about who was trying to locate her. "Sean, you've been keeping a lot from me. I want to know who's behind this."

I really hope you can understand," he said, reaching

away and looked at him coldly. "If you want to keep it a secret, sure, but you don't expect

looked at her in silence for a while and nodded. "Alright, I shouldn't

handle it and ensure that it does not interfere with my work,"

he had been honest with her. Yet, he chose to keep everything a secret, which was something she couldn't

taken a

I don't have your clothes here. If you want to shower, you'd have to change into something else. I'll use the washing machine to wash your clothes, and you can

gently touched her cheek. "Can I wrap

two, anyway," Abigail replied, finishing her sentence as she went

before Abigail handed him the towel and prepared a set of

playing with her phone. He looked at her and smiled. "What are

setting her phone aside

bed and

voice was low as she spoke, "It's been a while since you

kiss on her earlobe, her body becoming pliant. She held onto the covers, making a sound of agreement without saying

rained down on her as he mumbled, "I won't let

"Mmm..." Abigail's voice trembled.

talking and opened her eyes to find Sean on the balcony, talking

"Do you

far?"

back with a puzzled

be back by noon today, and you should return too!"

her

Abigail and then