Abigail’s Second Life

Simond noticed Abigail's sour mood and reassured her, "Don't worry about him. I'm always around."

Abigail shot him a look of disdain. "Simond, when can I leave? Sage can already walk and talk. It's unethical to keep us here."

"She still can't recall where she stashed the items, so you guys need to look after her for a bit. Starting today, you'll be learning some self-defense techniques and firearm handling with me," Simond stated before leaving.

Abigail had no interest in learning at all.

"I want to go back!" Abigail insisted.

"Just a little longer," Simond replied before leaving.

Now that all the children of the Simpson Family had returned, they dined together in a separate dining area.

Seated at the lengthy table were the three Simpson Family members, Abigail, Martin, and his son, with Stephen at the head.

Stephen Simpson was the current head of the Simpson Family.

The other was Spencer Simpson.

Spencer, known for his short fuse, grew displeased when his favorite food wasn't within reach. "Hey, lady, don't you know I love salt-baked prawns? Why is it so far away?"

Abigail held her tongue. As she was about to rise, Simond picked up the plate in front of him and handed it to Spencer. "If you like it, just say so. She's busy all day. How would she remember your preferences?"

"You pin after this girl every day. Are you really planning to marry her?" Spencer inquired as he savored the salt-baked prawns.

Simond chose not to respond.

tried it before,"

other plate and offered it to him. "You have a mild shellfish allergy, so a

shellfish allergy was severe, but after

piece and remarked, "Not bad. Simond mentioned you might be leaving next

agreed. I'm not sure," Abigail replied, resuming her

if you leave? We're all hooked on your cooking, so aren't

you need to arrange for him to marry her

furrowed his brows. "Who are you referring to? If someone's

nonsense is this?" Stephen frowned and growled, "Don't meddle

wrong with Sean? He blew through 400 million in cash. Are we supposed to be afraid of him?" Simon

need to keep up with international news more," Stephen

initially sought to take advantage not

help but eavesdrop on the conversation about

knew Sean probably no

smirk. "Sean is not to be trifled with. Dad, if

further discussion. "If you have nothing constructive to say, you may

still have an

meal in solitude with no common ground for

Simond, he

why don't you stay here? It's quite lovely," Stephen offered Abigail

declined the offer. "Thank you for the invitation. When I return to my country, I will recommend a chef to come here, provided that you cover the chef's salary." Stephen nodded, not voicing any agreement. Sᴇaʀᴄh thᴇ (F)indNƟvᴇl.ɴet website on Gøøglᴇ to access chapters

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