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 bedding. It was a faint perfume

by the side, and raised an eyebrow. "Are you planning

you. You know that, right?" Sean told her. He

I know?" Abigail asked in return.

at Abigail. "Let me tell you. If I like

straightforward words made Abigail

red. "Got it. I

approached, pressed the blanket down, and looked at her. "You're just going to sleep like this? I

right do you have to be intimate

will feel the changes in my body. I don't want you to think I'm deliberately acting like a rogue to you,"

from him.

after all. If she had known that Sean's place only had one bed, she wouldn't have come. There

blanket and

inexplicably nervous. She hunched her body, and when he accidentally touched

silent and still throughout the

dare

both tired and sleepy. Eventually, she turned over as she was unable to

she had been on her guard for

soon

breathing slowly became

opened his eyes and stared at her sleeping

taking care of Abigail's emotions. He feared that she might be too nervous to sleep,

sleep. His eyes were open until just before dawn,

herself in Sean's embrace, and her hands were wrapped