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."

chin, and his mood lifted once more. "This journey has been rather enjoyable. From Eswadia to

held onto her pants, and

Larry's origin

always cruel,

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

if Luna is alive or dead," she

old fella isn't half bad with the ladies, either." Abigail wished she could slap him across the face. But over the years, she had encountered too many despicable people, such as Vincent

in her eyes, but he paid no heed

Larry," she spoke in

he said. Then,

streamed down her face uncontrollably. She hugged him tightly, and

deceit, she felt deeply hurt inside. Previously, she truly

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

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 the clock!" She

arguing, Larry waved his

Simond uncovered his mouth.

at Abigail's clothes and continued shouting, "Mom! Mom!

he shouted, he waved

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