Abigail’s Second Life

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Chapter 285 Are You Putting on a Show?

Abigail held her phone, tears welling up in her eyes.

She knew that one day, her grandmother, like her grandfather, would leave her due to old age. However, when her grandmother said these words, she couldn't help but feel overwhelmingly sad.

"I know, Grandma." Abigail's voice was subdued, but she was no longer as panicked as before.

She realized that she had overreacted because of Chad and had forgotten that her grandmother had lived several decades longer than she had.

"I'll be back as soon as I get my business done," Analise mentioned before hanging up the phone.

Her indifference left Abigail feeling flustered, and she sniffled while holding her phone, suppressing her tears.

Sitting on the couch, Abigail unfolded the letter and stared blankly at it.

What important business could Grandma have?

After a while, she folded the letter and stood up.

Even if Analise didn't want her to interfere, Abigail couldn't just sit at home and wait for her

return.

had received news that Abigail's grandmother was

He had

Analise, so there were two of them currently at Capitalis with her. Nevertheless, Sean felt somewhat reassured about Abigail's grandmother's "Why would Old Mrs. Quinn go to Capitalis? Chad's threat is no longer valid, and we've had

actions.

under the

train station with furrowed brows, watching as Abigail was escorted out by station security and then re-entered to

an hour, trying to find out which ticket her grandmother

security guard had gone from exasperation to anger. "If you come in again, I'm going to call the

turned around, sat on the steps, and rested her head on her

Sean approached her.

helplessly, and asked, "If there's really no

raised her head. Her eyes were red, and they were filled with a sense

him, she lowered her head again, clutching her knees with her

I admire your stubbornness, but what's the point of being so stubborn right now?" Sean looked at

Abigail remained silent.

her divorce, she had managed to handle everything on her own without relying

her helplessness was made painfully evident to

pants, her head

her striking yet cold facial features. "Since you've chosen to treat me like an ordinary person,

you face

her head and glared at him. "Who's putting on a show for you? Since our divorce, I've made

because I want to, and I've never intentionally done anything to

Sean raised a brow