Upon further reflection, Alice's funeral was attended by those who had no children. However, Abigail was not the reason for Alice's death.

"Let's not discuss them anymore," Charles said, noticing Abigail's silence. He waved his hand and continued, "Tell me what kind of fish you'd like to eat. I'm quite skilled at fishing." "Why are you taking care of us?" Abigail blurted out.

Hearing her question, Charles glanced at her. After pondering for a moment, he asked carefully, "Is your friend...is she sick?"

Abigail looked at him. "Did you notice?"

"Isn't it obvious? I went to deliver something to her once and saw that her house was a mess. I had a hunch," Charles replied.

"She didn't do it on purpose. I've cleaned up your house as well," Abigail apologized.

"I know. I understand you young people. You must be under a lot of pressure to be running around here in good health. Besides, my house has been vacant for a long time, so it's good to have someone living in it," Charles said indifferently.

"Thank you," Abigail said softly.

Charles smiled. "What's there to be thankful for? Living together makes us neighbors. They say neighbors are better than relatives. I'm old and don't have so many concerns. You can live here without any pressure."

Abigail felt grateful from the bottom of her heart upon hearing his words. She realized that both Alice and Charles were kind-hearted people.

After accompanying Charles to the market, Abigail didn't get to meet Josh. When she returned home, she opened the door and saw Luna waiting in the yard.

Charles noticed Luna through the crack of the door and greeted her with a smile. "Good morning."

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ran into each

about to leave when Luna suddenly said, "Mr. Horton, it must be troublesome for you to make breakfast alone. Why don't

fine. It's not proper for an old man like me to dine with you guys,"

invited you, you can

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at the door for a while before asking

patted her shoulder

say anything and walked back to the

put the groceries in the kitchen before heading to

flowers in his yard

some from you?" Abigail

By the way, do you know how to harvest onions?" Charles was happy to see

in. She nodded and said, "I need to cut them with

went into the house

our place for breakfast. I learned cooking from

squatted in front of the onion field and declined with a smile. "It's okay. I've already steamed the buns

also hopes you can join us for breakfast," Abigail persuaded him. She wouldn't

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