Abigail’s Second Life

Abigail put away her phone and gazed out the window for a long time. She whispered, "I took a life."

Josh slammed on the brakes, bringing the car to a sudden stop, then quickly hit the gas pedal again. "Killed... someone?"

They could never imagine such a thing happening in their lifetime.

Abigail nodded. "I had no other choice. If I didn't act, I couldn't leave and couldn't come back."

The situation was different abroad than in Eswadia, and she found herself in a place with armed forces. It was a matter of kill or be killed.

Josh's expression softened with sympathy. "Did you feel... scared?"

"At first, I felt guilty and scared, but... gradually, I came to terms with it." Abigail furrowed her brow and explained that living abroad had taught her to accept things slowly.

"Anyway, nothing will happen. The people you got rid of must have been bad." Josh comforted her.

"They were bad people and had harmed many innocent individuals, including chefs and cleaners in our community," Abigail said softly as she recalled the bodies left unattended and scattered everywhere when they departed.

"What about Simond? Did that b*stard die?" Josh's anger flared at the mention of him. Without Simond, Sean and Abigail would not have reached the point of breaking up.

"I don't know. Let's not dwell on him." Abigail felt a surge of irritation whenever Simond's name was brought up.

She loathed Simond, yet she couldn't help but blame herself for falling for his deception.

Still, she couldn't deny that without his help, she would never have found Martin. Her feelings toward him were tangled, so much so that just mentioning him annoyed her. Josh decided not to press further and remained silent.

Upon arriving home.

she was enveloped in tight embraces from

onto her as if

embraces, Abigail managed to utter,

assure herself that she was indeed real before reluctantly letting go. Tears welled up in her

and gently touched Scarlett's cheek. "Yes, I'm back for

Scarlett exclaimed and pulled her into another

are waiting at the door, so we can't

carrying the sleeping Larry, and Lawrence's eyes

was walking ahead,

was dumbfounded. He looked at Abigail, then at

child? But who is the father? Who dares to cause

like he was losing his mind. Upon seeing Martin enter with Andrew, he immediately scrutinized Andrew. "Are

shook his head repeatedly. "No,

relief, then looked

and hurried to Abigail's side. "Who is the

if we can match it with the gene bank," Abigail replied. sᴇaʀᴄh thᴇ

face turned pale. "You don't even know who

were clueless sometimes and explained that it took ten months for a child to be born and now the child looked about a year old, which meant it was conceived two years

Abigail was still at

realized that. He felt relieved and said, "I thought there was some new thief interested

couldn't help but laugh. "What new thief?

taking you for a ride... Forget about him." Lawrence didn't want Abigail to feel sad, so he quickly changed the subject. "Go eat, take a shower, and go to bed. Or do you want to take a shower, eat, then