Abigail’s Second Life

Now that Larry's situation had stabilized, Abigail could finally relax for a while.

Regarding Martin and Andrew, they would need to leave, whether they chose to follow her or not, once she and Simond had everything planned.

If Martin behaved himself, she could still negotiate with him. If he was playing his own game behind her back, she wouldn't be so accommodating. sᴇaʀᴄh thᴇ FɪndNøvel.ɴᴇt website on Gøøglᴇ to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.

At such a crucial moment, if he still harbored secrets, she didn't want to debate morals with him.

She went downstairs and saw Andrew looking at her. So, she smiled and asked, "What's the matter?"

"Are you unhappy?" Andrew asked softly. "Is it because Dad made a strange decision?"

"I'm not unhappy. Whatever plans he has, it has nothing to do with me," she replied calmly. "Six months is almost up. He has fulfilled his promise, and I've done what I should. When the time comes, we'll part ways amicably."

Abigail felt there was nothing more to say. She would never tell Andrew and Martin her plans, even though Andrew had done a lot for her. When the time came, it would be just a matter of ensuring the safety of father and son. As for what they would do next, she won't interfere. Andrew glanced at her, his gaze clouded with darkness. "Alright then."

"I'll go back to my room and get some rest," she said and headed toward her own room.

her, she furrowed her brow in thought for a

prepare in advance. Martin might have his own plans, so we'll

lay down and thought, Would Andrew find out

it was just a matter of

at night, Martin made sure that Abigail had fallen asleep. So, he walked into the living room and wanted to give Nick a call. When he was about to dial the number, the lights switched on. "What are you trying to do?" Andrew's expression darkened. He looked different from

but he quickly composed himself. "I plan to take advantage of Nick's desire to find Abigail and get us out.

"What decision-making?" Andrew frowned.

need to know. I'm doing this for you. My life doesn't matter as I have to plan for your future," Martin said gently to him. "Abigail is someone else's woman. She

remained silent. He naturally trusted

father, who had never abandoned him, even

Andrew liked her deeply, he knew he

and one day, she would get tired

at the white strands of hair on Martin's head and realized for the first time the uncertainty of life and separation. He would have to live alone

for you. I have to think about your well-being. She

he did

patted Andrew's back. "If you were healthy and

sent photos of Abigail and her