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.

that Abigail's grandmother was taking a train to

He had

Nevertheless, Sean felt somewhat reassured about Abigail's grandmother's "Why would Old Mrs. Quinn go to Capitalis? Chad's threat is no longer

actions.

was indiscernible under

stood outside the self-service ticket machine at the train station with furrowed brows, watching as Abigail was

had been arguing with security here for half an hour, trying to find out which ticket her

was escorted out, the security guard had gone from exasperation to anger. "If you come in again, I'm going to call the police! Can't you just go home and ask your family? If you think she's mis Abigail's hair was disheveled

stairs for quite some time. Then, she turned around, sat on the steps, and rested her head on her hands

Sean approached her.

there's really no other way,

eyes were red, and they

again, clutching her knees with her hands. "It's not a

the point of being so stubborn

Abigail remained silent.

everything on her own without relying on anyone. She had

her helplessness was made painfully evident

pants, her head buried

her, taking note of her striking yet cold facial features. "Since you've chosen to treat me like

you face

at him. "Who's putting on a show for you? Since our divorce, I've made it clear

longer related. I do everything because I want to, and I've never intentionally

Sean raised a brow at