Abigail’s Second Life

Chapter 385 Your Hands Are Precious

Such was the result of fighting against Tristan. Abigail deserved what was coming to her.

Compared to those he had punished in the past, he had been very kind in only injuring the arm. Abigail used to design her outfits.

If Mr. Blanc had not warned him off, it was highly likely he would have killed her.

Evil thoughts continued to brew in his mind.

When Abigail woke up, her arm no longer hurt.

She looked at Eric and his bloodshot eyes. After a moment of silence, she asked, "Is my arm gone?"

Your arm is fine. Thank goodness we got you to the hospital in time. The cables didn't cut into your nerves. Oh, it's a miracle. You're so kind that even the gods are protecting you," Miranda chimed in. "The stitches have turned your arm-into a rather unpleasant-looking mess," Eric said. His voice was rather nasal, as though he was speaking through tears.

As Abigail's arm was injured by cables twisting around her arm, the stitches made it look like a giant centipede was crawling up her arm.

"Once it's stitched up, it'll heal. Did you check the equipment? The spot I stepped on had grease," Abigail immediately demanded. After all, that was very important evidence.

"There's no use. While I could smell that something was wrong with the water around you, all of that was washed away. The water might have looked like it was aimed at you, but it was all so they could wash away the grease. When Eric spoke to Tristan, he knew Tristan had another card up his sleeves.

"Tristan is an evil man! How can he be so cruel?" Miranda's body quivered in anger.

Just as she said that, the door was slammed

open.

panting hard as he stood in

he politely said, "Please leave us for a moment. Mr. Graham would like to

Eric glanced at Abigail.

1/3

and gently said, "Go on. I'll

she intentionally reassured Eric caused joy to

that, displeasure was painted all over his

Miranda left, Sean slammed the

are you

How could you meet with his grandmother? Do

want to say?" she

"While I have no right to say anything, what you did just risked your grandmother's life. What do you think the Pearsons would do to

here to talk about nonsense,

She then loudly hissed.

accidentally pulled on

he immediately sat down and nervously asked, "What

answer him, he pulled the blanket away to reveal her bandaged right arm. The blood on her sleeves caused his eyes

"You had someone call Tristan Stuart yesterday, didn't

that he did not have time

sent him. Once he was done watching them, his face

a death wish?" He shot to his

you for your help yesterday, but I want to take care of Tristan myself," she

realize just how precious your hands are? Since you know there's something wrong with him, why do you insist on working with him? Is