Abigail’s Second Life

Chapter 330 Meeting in Person

Sean took a sip of his drink. "Are you suggesting that Abigail wants to protect the love between him and his fiancee?" His voice was tinged with melancholy.

Kevin nodded. "She's been hurt too much because of you, and she may no longer believe in love. You shattered her illusions of a beautiful romance. But in this world, there's a couple who are willing to overcome all obstacles to be together. It has touched her."

Sean tightened his grip on the glass.

"Any kind-hearted woman would want to protect a beautiful love, right?" Kevin remarked emotionally.

"Then, I should stand by her side," Sean said.

"You can, but she believes in someone else's love, not yours. You need to face reality," Kevin advised, his words unusually heartfelt.

Sean did not say anything. He had faced reality, but he was unwilling to accept it.

be content to let his relationship with her end like

who had not had enough to drink, raised his glass behind Sean and expressed his dissatisfaction. Sᴇaʀᴄh thᴇ FindNøvᴇl.nᴇt website on Gøøglᴇ to access chapters of novels early and in the

returned, grabbed Kevin's collar, and pulled him out of the bar. "You can't stay here either. I don't want to clean up your "ss if you do something foolish."

or you might end

his mouth. However, there was a mischievous, flirtatious look

I'll find a better designer to create a

but ask, "Is it because she doesn't like me? Is that why?" "No, it's not that. She has

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spoken, and it seems that Sean is getting involved behind the scenes. They're determined to make this

can ask her to design something new for me. I love her designs. If she's still concerned because of what Uncle Vincent did, I can go to Pendorf to explain to her," Kelly suggested, looking at Scarlett with

appeared somewhat conflicted; she did not want

was true that there had been some animosity between her and Kelly because of Vincent's actions, but it was not her fault. On the other hand, Abigail had mocked her on social media

like her designs that

blurted out. "Her designs are amazing; each one is unique. If I go to Pendorf to talk to her face to face, it will surely prevent any misunderstandings.

I'll have your brother go with you. He has some connections with her, and he's done a favor for her grandmother. He should

room, the latter's obedient expression turned into one of disdain. "Oh, Abigail, we'll meet soon," she hissed