Abigail’s Second Life

Chapter 773

The architecture reminiscent of castles from the Equaian century dotted the landscape.

Simond was quite considerate when preparing a wheelchair for Andrew.

As Martin wheeled Andrew around, Andrew was exceptionally delighted. Their journey across the seas to the archipelagic nations gradually opened up his world, and he was no longer confined to his cage-like laboratory.

"Dad, the houses here are so beautiful, and the colors are so vibrant," Andrew said to Martin.

Martin nodded. Simond had warned him not to mention the name of this place, so he had to avoid it and said, "Yes, many countries have houses like these in various colors. In the future, if we have the chance we'll see many beautiful sights."

Abigail, being led by Simond, couldn't see and had no one to tell her where they were.

The group got into the car.

Andrew remained quietly content as he gazed out the window throughout the journey. He knew Abigail couldn't see and might feel sad about it, so he suppressed his own joy and chose to quietly relish the moment.

They arrived at a heavily guarded ancient castle. Simond waited for Martin and Andrew to alight from the car before assisting Abigail.

Abigail held her child as she slowly made her way out of the car, and then Simond embraced her shoulders.

"You remember my voice, don't you?" Simond's voice turned serious.

Abigail murmured in agreement.

"Let's go," he spoke softly and led her forward. "If someone who isn't with me tells you to go out for dinner or anything like that, don't listen to them."

"Okay." She complied obediently.

liked her. Despite enduring so much, she never completely succumbed to despair, nor did she ever have a major outburst or breakdown. She would cry and then bounce

someone like her, he didn't need to spend extra time and effort to make

with rows of black-clad bodyguards, each as imposing as the

atmosphere. It felt so solemn that

apprehensive and kept Andrew close behind

a few glances before

quivered. He was about

quiet, and don't let him

eyes and gently

room, and she breathed

Martin were separated from Abigail, leaving only

them, "Stand guard at the door. If she

she needs to use the restroom?" Henri

momentarily stumped

way to the toilet. I can manage with

Simond before swiftly exiting the

shut behind him, his gaze turned cold as he made his

leaned against the door and lightly tapped

to ask a question, but upon seeing the unusual look

a mercenary laid bare at that moment, with no effort to conceal the bloodthirsty soul that seemed to emanate from his very core and a fierceness reminiscent of a wild predator

asked, "Is

Simond's voice was devoid of emotion and sounded more

hastily following Simond. At that moment, he finally understood the terrifying nature of

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