Abigail’s Second Life

Martin leaned over to her and took a look. "Cook me a meal. It's okay to eat Siverdian cuisine for a few meals, but how can I eat it for a few days in a row?"

It's either hamburgers or beef pasta, and Martin had eaten them all.

"Okay." Abigail smiled.

The feeling of stealing a bite made her feel awesome.

She made extra and prepared a portion for Andrew as well.

And so, it went on for almost a week.

Late at night, there was a "bang" of gunfire, startling Abigail awake from her sleep and even causing Larry to cry in fear.

Abigail comforted him and, in a panic, quickly opened the window and crawled under the bed with Larry.

Soon, the sound of gunfire outside began.

In the chaos, there were screams and cries, and Abigail tightly covered Larry's ears.

With a muffled bang, the door of her room was kicked open.

Abigail saw that the bed was hollowed out. She quietly grabbed the iron frame under the bed, pressed Larry tightly against her body, and stuck him to the bed board. Fortunately, she had trained with Simond. Otherwise, she wouldn't have been able to hold on.

"They escaped through the window," someone whispered.

But they were still not at ease. They lifted the bed and checked the cabinets, making sure there was no one before leaving.

Abigail didn't know what happened to Martin and Andrew in the next room. Her heart was pounding. She covered Larry's mouth, afraid to make a sound.

footsteps were still chaotic. The gunfire was deafening, and

Time passed slowly.

lasted for two hours gradually ceased, and people were

on. She remained curled up under the

that she could hardly keep her eyes open, but the occasional

hold on any longer, the bedsheet was

strange, fair-skinned man holding a gun looked

widened as she looked at

the man

child in her arms and said to the others outside, "There's a woman here. She could be used to suppress Simond, right?" "A woman from the Simpson Family who hasn't been killed should be useful. Oh, and there's a child too,"

tightly, and covered his mouth. She was afraid that he

of them tied together. There was a large gash on Martin's forehead, and Andrew was

in the room, their eyes filled with

first." Abigail's eyes were bloodshot. Feeling the pain in her eyes, she blinked hard, forcing

and asked,

don't sleep, how can I run?"

was planning to run out, but guess what? The outside is full of armed men. We can't

knock on the door

three immediately fell

toe in blood and wrote on the ground, 'Rest first. Think of a way after

exhausted and weakened

remained wide awake, whispering to Abigail, "Our luck seems to have run out. Being

with his

they had been enjoying a few peaceful months before running into this band

in thought, Abigail

with a loud