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."

his mood lifted once more. "This journey has been rather enjoyable. From Eswadia to Perou, this feels

held onto her pants, and her

origin and

always cruel,

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

Luna is

this old fella isn't half bad with the ladies, either." Abigail wished she could slap him across the face. But over

heed to that. He simply reached out

spoke

you wish," he said. Then, he called out, "Bring

She hugged him tightly, and after a while, she turned to Simond. "Why

she felt deeply

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

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

arguing, Larry waved

Simond uncovered his mouth.

clothes and continued

shouted, he waved his little

heart instantly softened, and she pressed her face against Larry's.