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."

and his mood lifted once more. "This journey has been rather enjoyable. From Eswadia to Perou, this feels like a play, and I've been

her pants, and her eyes

Larry's origin and Luna's life

always

cry. He shrugged indifferently and said, "I thought you were stronger than this, but it seems you

Luna is alive or

the ladies, either." Abigail wished she could

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

Larry," she spoke in a low

Then, he called out, "Bring the child

uncontrollably. She hugged him tightly, and after a while,

verbally accepted the deceit, she felt deeply hurt

want to do something exciting. I'm sorry for

frowned and was about to cry when Simond suddenly covered his mouth and warned her irritably, "Let me tell you, if he cries, I will make him die immediately!" "Kids cry! It's normal! You were a

Larry

Simond uncovered his mouth.

clothes and

shouted, he waved

Larry's. "Mommy is here. There are no sparrows to see