"Are you... a private researcher?" Abigail asked softly. If that was the case, she would know her boundaries and leave this place before things got messy.

"No, I'm not. So, usually, just do those things to ensure your safety as well as ours." Martin smiled bitterly. He was helpless now; otherwise, he wouldn't have only written letters to Alice.

Abigail nodded. "I understand. I will do my job well. Will you be able to return in the future?"

Martin sighed. "If I can research what they want, I should be able to go back, but it's highly uncertain. I just hope my child can recover and go back with me."

Abigail turned to Andrew, who seemed to be very indifferent in this regard.

He almost had no emotions toward normal people. No matter how many times Martin talked about these sad things, he would just entertain himself-watching dramas, reading books, or playing some games- and was never affected by them.

Could it be that his physical condition has also affected his emotions? Abigail wondered and found it very strange.

When she came out of his room, she saw that Martin was still

room, she said, "Mr. Colleen, you should rest early. Your health

and looked up at her. "Come here, and let's

than the other. All I want now is to go back

next to him. "Mr. Colleen, I'm

want to have a heart-to-heart talk with you," Martin

had deliberately softened his voice, Abigail held back her complaints

when he was a child, and I've always felt guilty about it His mother left me because of this

whispered, "I'm sorry to hear

drink, so he drank it. Now, when I think about it, your friend left from an emotional breakdown caused

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