Abigail’s Second Life

"Sparrow! Sparrow!" Larry exclaimed with joy.

Abigail held him and walked to the window, allowing him to observe the little sparrow up close.

The little sparrow chirped, and Larry imitated its call.

Abigail realized that as his gene mutation issues were slowly being resolved, Larry became livelier.

He used to sleep all the time. He would either sleep after his meal or quietly bite his fingers and stare at the ceiling. He rarely had moments when he shouted aloud like this. Andrew pushed his wheelchair to Abigail's side. His eyes were filled with tenderness as he looked at her. "What does it feel like to have a child?"

Considering he was mentally immature, he didn't pay much attention, even if his body occasionally reacted.

Abigail felt a bit embarrassed. "I haven't given birth, so I don't know. Larry is my friend's child."

Upon hearing that, Andrew nodded before asking, "Will you have a child with your fiancé?"

"Of course," Abigail answered without hesitation.

If I hadn't encountered these events, Sean and I would have remarried long ago and already considered having children.

Andrew visibly looked disappointed. "Why don't you have a child with me?"

Abigail couldn't help but chuckle. "How can I have a child with you? My feelings for you are that of a friend, not love. I won't get aroused, and we won't have any intimate connection." "Um... Is it useless even if I try my best?" Andrew was very naive.

Abigail smiled, stretched out one arm, and patted his shoulder. "It's no use. Love is mysterious. Once you fall for someone, you only have eyes for them. It's not love if you waver." "Alright." Having failed in his confession, Andrew pushed his wheelchair out in disappointment.

Abigail shook her head gently. I can't deny that Andrew is intelligent in many things. But when it comes to relationships, he is indeed a bit childish.

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When he saw the continuous stream of photos sent from an unknown number,

a child by the window while a stranger sat on a chair and looked at

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his blood freeze as he stared at the photos repeatedly. After making sure they weren't photoshopped,

unprecedented paleness on Sean's face, Xavien became slightly worried. "Mr.

photoshopped." Sean handed his phone to Xavien, his

the phone. Once he saw the photos, he, too, felt as if he had been

Quinn... It can't possibly be her,

it can't be hers, right? After all, she should have been showing signs of pregnancy starting last year if she was pregnant. "Look it

the order and left

Abigail. But if he did, Sean would

chose to say nothing for

like

no matter whose child it was in the photo. If it turns out to be true, that means Abigail had been hiding it from me all along, from her

probably even kept it from Kevin. Otherwise,

that Abigail had kept this

of three, whereas I look like

I never expected it

returned after a long

Sean the phone, he whispered, "The photo is real, and it was from today. I know where this place is. It's

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that he connected the dots, everything seemed to fall