Abigail’s Second Life

Chapter 242 Don't Accept Him

Abigail felt Sean's gaze burning into her, making her uncomfortably fidget in her seat.

However, why should she feel uneasy? They were both divorced. What right did he have to look at her so audaciously?

Her gaze shifted from Kevin to Sean's face, and she asked straightforwardly and coldly, "Mr. Graham, do you need something?"

Since Josh had not arrived, Eric was in no position to talk to Sean. Eric believed that she could handle the tension between her and Sean. Hence, he silently perused the menu.

Sean calmly looked at her. "Enjoy your meal, Ms. Quinn." With that, he turned and left.

Kevin had been waiting for Sean to say something mind-boggling. In the end...

Abigail hadn't expected Sean to respond this way either. She watched him walk over to a table in the corner with a dazed expression,

"What are we ordering?" Eric's voice brought her back to the present.

She stopped staring at Sean and scanned the menu before ordering a few dishes. Then, she pulled out her phone and started scrolling absentmindedly.

Sitting across from Abigail, Eric could sense her distracted mind. Her eyes occasionally glazed over, and she seemed lost in her thoughts despite her attempts to conceal it. He observed her momentarily, want Just as she was absentmindedly scrolling on her phone, a message from Josh popped up.

Eric I won't join you two since I have to head back to Capitalis. Enjoy your dinner with

looked up at Eric and turned to show him

to leave abruptly. Suppressing his frustration, he rose from

Eric walked into

be more important

is the best fit! She looks like you and your mother, whether in looks or behavio However, Josh dropped a bombshell, saying, "My family's saying the girl they found is a

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Eric finally spoke, his voice trembling with a sense of torment. "Josh, you told me she was it. Now, you're telling me she's not Alana. What do you want me to do? "I'm sorry. I was over-confident this time. Still,

Eric immediately hung up.

to the table, he found Luna

Eric couldn't help but be moved by the heartwarming sight as Abigail occasionally

urgent came

him, "It's nothing. Don't look so dejected.

"Yes." He nodded.

his mood, Abigail soothingly

replied. However, he just could not

be the daughter of the

drunk! What do you think, Eric?" Luna asked, already pouring

wine she had ordered.

aerate it, saying, "Yes. We

few glasses, Abigail