Abigail’s Second Life

Chapter 666

Abigail lacked talent in the kitchen. The culinary skills her grandmother had taught her had been neglected since she returned to Capitalis a year and a half ago.

"Do you need help with cooking? If not, I can send someone over to assist you." Sean hesitated to offer his help directly because she had previously asked him to handle work matters. It was clear that she wanted him to see it through.

Abigail fell silent. She thought about Luna and looked at the environment she lived in. There were many grievances that she wanted to share with Sean, but she couldn't say anything.

"It's okay. Just write down the process and send it to me. I'm still capable. Although I've forgotten everything, having the process will make it much simpler," she said. She could learn from short videos, but she just wanted to trouble Sean.

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"Okay, I'll write it for you. It might be a bit long, though." Sean's voice carried a hint of indulgence.

Abigail responded with a sound of agreement.

After he finished writing the process, she washed the pot and started making soup again.

keeping track of time. Two hours passed without a trace, and the

at the same time now. I'll call you back after I'm done," Abigail said. She had finished preparing the chicken soup and was

enjoyed this process. At least she now knew to ask him for

responding, she hung up

to the hospital, where Luna

in displeasure when she saw Simond. "Didn't I

shrugged. "I have to wait for my people to arrive before I can leave. I don't have any identification except for a cellphone. Can I

wanted you to stay away from me and my best friend. Don't be ungrateful!" Abigail forcefully slammed the thermal lunchbox

dream. Her eyes widened as she looked at Abigail and Simond. Sensing the tense atmosphere, she buried

so angry? It's not like I hurt your best

you that I don't know. Given her condition, if you provoke someone again

how many folks come, nothing will happen. Ms. Alana, having one more friend won't be a

need extra friends!" Abigail said coldly. "Get out of here right

After taking two steps, he suddenly turned and asked, "Whose child did she carry? Why didn't

this?!" Abigail felt a bad premonition rising in her

of wedlock. Don't you think it'd

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