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.

salt-baked prawns? I've never tried

to him. "You have

severe, but after taking Martin's medication, it

piece and remarked, "Not bad.

hasn't agreed. I'm not sure,"

didn't take the news well. He promptly stood up and demanded, "You're leaving? What will we do if you leave? We're all hooked on your cooking, so aren't you responsible?!" "You don't have to eat,"

need to

his brows. "Who are you referring to? If

nonsense is this?" Stephen frowned and

Are we supposed to be afraid of him?" Simon

guys need to keep up with international news more," Stephen remarked

to take advantage not only failed but also

about Sean, which in turn

she knew Sean probably no

Simond with a smirk. "Sean is not to be trifled with. Dad, if he disrupts our plans, won't he be out of the running for the

further discussion. "If you have nothing constructive

an interest in her?" Samuel

remained silent, eating her meal in solitude with no common ground for

for Simond, he

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

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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