Abigail’s Second Life

Sean felt that she was truly pitiful.

Could she really sell herself for just thousands?

Sean looked at her in disbelief. "Do you realize that thousands is a mere drop in the ocean for your family?"

Irene met his gaze earnestly. "Mr. Graham, thousands feel like a heavy burden weighing me down, making it difficult for me to stand tall. Regardless of the Walkers' wealth, it's not easily accessible to me. My grandparents are in poor health, and I wish to save money to ensure their comfort in their old age."

Sean was momentarily speechless.

As they arrived at the restaurant Irene had mentioned, Sean was taken aback by the fact that he had been in Pendorf for so long without discovering this restaurant.

The restaurant exuded a trendy vibe and had a unique ambiance.

Inside, artificial peach trees adorned the space, with a small pond below and mist created by dry ice, giving the private rooms a distinctive charm. It was clearly a hotspot for young women to snap photos and post on social media.

Although Sean had never visited such a place before, he found the decor somewhat tacky.

Glancing at the menu, which featured reasonably priced food, he noted that a meal for two would not exceed a hundred.

"What are you in the mood for? Feel free to order whatever you like." Sean set aside the menu, feeling unfamiliar with the offerings. Irene hesitated as she perused the menu, sensing his lack of enthusiasm. "Do you... not fancy this place?"

the best option Irene could

eateries like this one. Having never frequented upscale establishments, she had no concept of high-end dining, its

Don't feel embarrassed. Everyone has their own journey. Focus on living

as she carefully selected her dishes. Contemplating Sean's rumored extravagance, she opted for dishes she

400 million on his fiancée, who never

dates... Does this mean he is no longer

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wings are a must-try. The creme brulee is also good. You might enjoy that," Irene stated

was simply a regular, compliant,

As for Sean...

thoughts of Abigail involuntarily crossed his

he felt somewhat

leading a mundane life by being married to a woman

taken aback, clutching her bag tightly. "Did I

my heart. It wouldn't be fair to you. I sincerely apologize." Sean rose from

hesitant to

entered the men's washroom, and gazed at his reflection in the mirror, offering a self-deprecating