Abigail’s Second Life

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She made several attempts, but Sean didn't answer.

She speculated that he might consider it a strange number and mistake it for a scam, so he chose not to pick it up.

After a moment of thought, she decided to send a message to Sean. 'I'm Abigail Quinn. My phone was destroyed, and I'm borrowing someone else's.'

Shortly after sending the message, she received a call from him.

She quickly answered the call and felt a sense of relief as tears welled up in her eyes. "Sean, I—"

"Can you explain what you've been doing?" Sean's voice was cold. "You've been lying to me, haven't you?"

Her throat tightened as she struggled to express the multitude of emotions. Eventually, she let out a forced laugh. "Yes, I've been lying to you all along. I was planning to explain everything to you after it was all over."

"If it's because of Luna, you could have just told me. Why didn't you? Do you really think so little of me that you'd rather believe Simond than me?!" Sean's voice was filled with anger.

Abigail listened quietly while being unsure of her feelings.

She felt sorry for him, but she wasn't overly upset by his questioning today.

This day was bound to come. Sean had found out, and she no longer needed to live burdened by secrets.

I must keep from you," she said softly. "I apologize, but... if you can't forgive me, I won't blame

supposed to accept that? Tell me whose child it is and what your relationship is with that man. I won't inquire about anything else. Just tell

for the man, he's just a doctor's son. I went to see him regarding my matters." Abigail's

believe that he

would have disagreements in the future, and he might dwell on these thoughts, leading

not care about our

our relationship? Sean, I know it's wrong for me to keep things from you, but I have my own matters to attend to. I need to finish what I have to say. If you don't want to forgive me or get angry with me, I'll explain when I come back." She didn't want

didn't have the

had only called to hear his voice,

of silence, he said, "Fine. If you don't want to say it, then forget it. Do as

replied before ending the

through her

his body. He gritted his teeth as he sat up and gently

you tell your fiancé about the child?" he asked

as her

must be reasons she

don't cry." Andrew awkwardly tried to

at comforting her only intensified her pain. She suppressed her sobs as her shoulders

to feel uneasy as he diverted his clear gaze to Martin, who gently shook his head. "Let her