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.

The gunfire was deafening,

Time passed slowly.

gradually ceased, and

on. She remained curled up under the

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

couldn't hold on any longer, the bedsheet was

man holding

eyes widened as she looked at the man,

the man

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

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

forehead, and Andrew was shot in the shoulder. There was blood on the floor. Abigail was tied to the

of them were locked in the room, their

her eyes, she blinked hard, forcing out some tears to feel a

at her and asked, "Can you

don't sleep, how can I

out a sigh. "I knocked out all the guys who rushed in. I was planning to run out, but guess what? The outside is full of

the door from

three immediately fell

toe in blood and wrote on

As he was truly exhausted and weakened by

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

empathized with his

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

thought, Abigail eventually

door swung open with a loud bang, jolting