Abigail’s Second Life

Simond sat on the edge of the bed and looked at her intently. "What's the matter?"

"We don't need to take a ship to return, Simond," Abigail murmured as her hand slowly reached for the syringe concealed at her waist.

It was a tranquilizer given to her by Martin.

"Return to where?" His smile turned sinister as if taunting his prey.

Abigail's face slowly paled. Xavien's words didn't imply that Simond might be in trouble but rather that he might have ulterior motives.

"Why, Simond?" She gripped the syringe tightly.

"Because I'm a bored mercenary and a pirate at that," he replied and laughed loudly. His amusement seemed to stem from the novelty of the situation. "You're quite clever to cooperate with me so well. That's rare in a woman."

Abigail set the syringe down, and her gaze dropped. "And what about Larry?"

Seeing that she complied immediately, Simond was a bit surprised. "Are you not resisting?" he questioned.

"Should I resist against your entire crew?" Abigail smirked self-deprecatingly. "You asked me to trust you and claimed you were trustworthy. It's my foolishness for believing in you, so I have nothing more to say."

Simond lifted her chin. The smirk on his lips gradually faded as his expression turned unusually cold. "Indeed, but women are always naive, especially when they're facing a handsome guy like me, aren't they? She stared at him coldly. "You're not as handsome as Sean, that's for sure."

need to be sad." He let go of her chin, and his mood lifted once more. "This journey has been rather enjoyable. From Eswadia to Perou, this feels like a play,

her pants, and her eyes

origin and Luna's life and

world was always cruel, to begin

she was about to cry. He shrugged indifferently and said, "I thought you were stronger than this,

still don't know if Luna is alive or dead," she

inquiries. If she yields to an older gentleman, she'll live comfortably enough. And this old fella isn't half bad with the ladies, either." Abigail wished she could slap him across the

hatred in her eyes, but he paid no heed to that. He simply

spoke in

he said. Then, he

tears streamed down her face uncontrollably. She hugged him tightly, and after a while, she

deeply hurt

get bored and want to do something exciting. I'm sorry for lying to you, but there's nothing

her irritably, "Let me tell you, if he cries, I will make him die immediately!" "Kids cry! It's normal! You were a child once, too. If he dies, I'll follow him too. I doubt you can keep an eye on me round

Larry waved his

Simond uncovered his mouth.

and

he

pressed her face against Larry's. "Mommy is here. There are no