Abigail’s Second Life

Silently, Sean stood there, not uttering a word.

Alice's gaze fell upon Sean's face. After a while, she weakly said, "Take good care of Abigail, alright?"

"I understand," Sean replied in a nasal tone.

He had expected Alice, who appeared to be in good health, to live to be a hundred years old. Unexpectedly, she was the first to pass away.

"It seems there is nothing more to say. You two can leave. I want to talk to Ronaldo," Alice said with a smile on her face. "I may not have any children, but I am satisfied to have you three here with me in the hospital as I near the end."

Sean left the ward with Abigail.

In the corridor outside the ward, Sean leaned against the wall while Abigail sat in a chair. Both remained silent.

After a long silence, Sean looked at Abigail and asked, "Did you visit her when you came to buy those Marimora pearls? How was she at that time?"

Abigail pursed her lips, her tearful eyes fixed on Sean. However, she did not answer.

At this moment, she could no longer hide the truth from him.

Sean sat down next to her and put his arm around her shoulder. "I know you are deeply upset about Alice's condition, but now that things have come to this point, we should start thinking about her funeral." Abigail didn't expect Sean not to doubt her.

She looked at Sean as her guilt deepened. Eventually, she hugged him and cried loudly in his arms.

Alice had

house. Ronaldo, his eyes red from staying up all night,

instinctively stop and look

that sacrifice for Larry.

sorry." Abigail lowered her head, her

ignored Abigail and turned to

usually good-tempered, when it came to matters of life and death, he couldn't help but

followed him into Alice's

things were now filled

clothes for Alice. When he saw Abigail standing in the backyard, lost in her memories of Alice, he didn't

stepped outside, he ran into

time alone," he reminded Sean before walking toward the

he looked at the entrance, his

She unlocked the cabinet and saw only a single book inside, which made her

letter

picked up the letter and

time you read this letter, I will already be gone. Don't be sad or upset, alright? A new life is always filled with hope. I am old now, but my death has meaning. The moment I found a solution to his blood disease, I felt unprecedented happiness. This is the

future is extraordinary. Abigail, I hope that no matter what challenges you face in

Martin Colleen. Inform him that this is a new

the letter, Abigail wiped away her

on herself repeatedly. Now, Abigail comprehended Alice's unwavering