Abigail’s Second Life

When Abigail noticed that Sean remained silent, she continued, "Relationships during that time are precious. Even if the other person's character may not be as noble as one imagines, we are all doing business, so what's the fuss about character? We were all striving for our interests. During that time, Howard was genuinely receptive to advice, and he handled things very seriously. He was able to endure hardship."

"I know. If you keep talking, I'll be jealous to death." Sean spoke with a resentful tone.

"So why did you ask? You're just causing discomfort for yourself." With that, she took another sip of her coffee.

Sean drove her to the entrance of L.Moon and opened the car door for her. After she got out, he stood in front of her and blocked her way. "Do you like dreamy scenes or something more realistic?" he asked. "Why do you ask?" She pushed him away.

With one hand in his pocket, he said, "Just answer me."

"Either is fine." She had never thought about these things. Given the choice, she couldn't make up her mind.

"Choosing either is the most difficult. Just tell me based on your intuition." He insisted on an answer.

Holding her cup of coffee, Abigail turned to look at him. "Dreamy, then. Alright, hurry up and leave. I'm busy today. You'll be idle at my company anyway."

Sean raised an eyebrow. "Don't you want to see me?"

She didn't bother replying to him.

However, he grabbed her hand and circled around to face her. "Can we fulfill our two-year agreement? You're only nice to me to annoy Old Mrs. Pearson. When you don't feel like annoying her, you won't be nice to me."

Afraid of being seen by others, she quickly withdrew her hand.

should know that my previous kindness was all a pretense. In fact, I was spoiled by my grandma. I could do those things that

show me an example?" Sean said with

of silence, she suddenly said, "I want to eat pasta made by my grandma right

his expectations. "I prefer you being

why did you ask?"

a request that

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words and pulled her hand away. "Hey, do you think it's that easy to get a

pursue you a little longer." Sean could

still don't want to date you after that? Will you give up?"

he waved at her. "Anyway, I have something to work on too." The venue designer

finally turned around, and there was

is something I never dared to hope for before, but now

easily agree with Sean. After all, she held grudges, and Sean had to taste the bitterness of unrequited

the Pearson Residence. Scarlett and Lawrence invited Sean to stay for dinner before leaving. Coincidentally, he also wanted to stay for dinner to bond with Abigail. "I'll go take a shower," Abigail told

in the living room, looking at Lawrence getting

from outside. "Grandma, you have to help me get justice. Abigail bullied me this morning, splashing pasta sauce on my face. I've been smelling bad all day." "Don't you eat pasta, too? Why didn't I hear you complain about the smell when you were

of them

carefree attitude, but she suddenly became a bit more

on the couch, her eyes lit up. As she discreetly observed him,