Abigail’s Second Life

Lawrence was so furious that his head hurt. He frowned and said, "Abby finally came back to stay, but she is disturbed and can't sleep in the middle of the night. We shouldn't have asked her to come back."

"But she would have to come back sooner or later, right? If she didn't come back, everything we've worked hard to earn would have been taken by them, and Abby would have nothing. Furthermore, Abby will protect us." Scarlett felt happy thinking about what Abigail had done that day.

Lawrence pressed his temples with his hand. "I'll ask Abby tomorrow. If she really finds it annoying, we'll let her choose for herself. We shouldn't bind her with family ties. After all, we haven't really raised her. Using our parent status to bind her is not right."

Although Scarlett was reluctant, she agreed with Lawrence.

...

When Abigail arrived at Sean's place, she found that there was nothing inside his house except for a bedroom with a bed and a wardrobe. The house was empty, as if no one lived there.

"Is this what you call your home?" Abigail looked around and felt speechless.

Sean coughed awkwardly. "I thought of it as just a place to sleep. Why complicate things? In case we get married later, we'll have to buy a new house anyway." Sᴇaʀch Thᴇ Find ɴøᴠel.nᴇt website on Gøøglᴇ to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.

He didn't actually like the Pearson Residence's neighborhood because the architectural style didn't match his aesthetics, so he never thought about staying there for a long time.

Abigail sat on the edge of his bed, pressed it, and found the bed quite soft. Then, she kicked off her shoes and got on the bed naturally.

Sean felt a bit embarrassed by how naturally she did all those things.

"There's only one bed in the room." Sean reminded Abigail.

"I know. If you want to sleep together, it's fine, but I warn you, if you dare mess around, I don't care if this is your house or not-I'll still kick you off the bed," Abigail said while taking off her outerwear. Sean couldn't help but think, Only a monk would not feel any desire for the woman he deeply loved...

the scent of Sean on the bedding.

looked at him, who was standing by the side, and raised an eyebrow. "Are you planning to stand here

that, right?" Sean told her. He felt that he had to make

I know?" Abigail asked in return. One's feelings were only known to

and looked directly at Abigail. "Let me tell you. If I like you, it's

words made Abigail

"Got it. I want

at her. "You're just going to sleep like

else? That's impossible. We haven't confirmed our relationship. What right do you have to be

saying that you will feel the changes in my body. I don't want you to think I'm deliberately acting like

faced away from him. Her

Reacting is fine as long as you don't make a move," Abigail said. This was his place, after all. If

and

her body, and when he accidentally touched her, she

remained silent and still throughout

didn't dare to move

was both tired and sleepy.

found that Sean was already asleep. She felt like a fool; she had been on her guard for

relaxing, she soon succumbed to

breathing slowly became

his eyes and stared at her sleeping

endured the hardship while taking care of Abigail's emotions. He feared that she might be too nervous to sleep, which would

unable to sleep. His eyes were open until just before

the next morning, Abigail discovered herself in Sean's embrace, and her hands were wrapped