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...

on the

him, who was standing by the side, and raised an eyebrow.

like you. You know that, right?" Sean told her. He felt that he had to make some things

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

directly at Abigail. "Let me tell you. If

words made Abigail

turned red. "Got it. I want to

and looked at her. "You're just going to sleep like this? I haven't finished

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

think I'm deliberately acting like a rogue to you,"

over and faced away from him. Her cheeks were burning with

was his place, after all. If she had known that Sean's place only had one

blanket and lay down beside

her body, and when he accidentally touched her, she would

silent and still

dare

stiff all over. She was both tired and sleepy. Eventually, she turned over as

fool; she had been on her guard for an hour, but

relaxing, she soon succumbed

slowly

eyes and stared

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

unable to sleep. His eyes were open until just before dawn, and

Sean's embrace,