Abigail’s Second Life

As soon as Abigail had finished showering, Andrew was still engrossed in watching anime.

"Let Josh help you shower when you want to. Your shoulder injury isn't fully healed yet, so you shouldn't get it wet, alright?" She walked over to him and said with concern. Andrew nodded, then quickly realized. "But my dad can help me." Sᴇaʀ*ᴄh the FɪndNøvel.ɴᴇt website on Gøøglᴇ to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.

"Cut the old man some slack. He's pushing eighty. There was no one around before, so we can't let him bear this burden now." She sighed.

"Got it. I'll follow your lead," he replied before turning his attention back to the screen.

Abigail sat down beside him, half-heartedly watching the anime while absentmindedly scrolling through her phone.

Despite breaking up with Sean, she couldn't bring herself to contact him, even though he hadn't blocked her on WhatsApp.

She wrestled with the desire to reach out to him, but the knowledge that he had a girlfriend now held her back. She couldn't bring herself to be a homewrecker. "Dinner's ready!" Scarlett suddenly called out.

"Look at you, still glued to the screen even when it's time to eat, and you haven't showered." Abigail scolded Andrew as she stood up.

Andrew continued to stare at the TV. "But your TV is so big and clear, and the colors are amazing. I can't bear to leave it to go shower."

"You'll have plenty of chances to watch later. Go eat first," Abigail said and wheeled him toward the dining room.

"Wait, pause, pause the TV!" Andrew yelled.

Josh helped him out.

During dinner, Lawrence looked around and then turned to Scarlett beside him. "Our daughter's demeanor has changed. She's become colder and a bit fiercer, and not as gentle as before." "After being outside for so long, it's bound to happen." Abigail didn't argue.

Everyone was saying she had changed. The outside world did have a way of molding a person.

with a tinge of sympathy and thought to himself, Being out there alone and having to rely solely on herself, it's no

searched, too, but each time,

Without Sean's involvement, who knew how long it

into

by the elevator because he had

Josh closed the door behind them and guided him into the bathroom. As he filled the bathtub with water, he couldn't help but ask Andrew, "How did you guys end

thought for a moment, then earnestly recounted the events that led

eyes reddened. "If it weren't for her resourcefulness, you guys might not

Simond who brought us back. And there's been some internal conflicts in the Simpson Family. Three brothers and a sister- there's definitely a traitor among them." Despite his childlike demeanor, Andrew could spot the hidden conflicts

time together, but Andrew had observed the Simpson brothers and their sister

can sometimes work in your favor. Without it, you guys might

sighed. "A lot of

fight, and blood

not on you," Josh reassured

huge. Can you wash me up quickly? I'm not sleepy yet. That's why I want to watch TV a bit longer." Andrew's thoughts lingered on the events, but

home?" Josh lifted him from the wheelchair and settled him beside the

nowhere near this size. Your TV's like a giant wall, and the picture quality is unreal," Andrew

wrap his head around it.

beyond my home as a kid, I didn't have much to look forward to," Andrew

the light, one will

out

scar on his chest, which looked pretty deep, and another on his shoulder. It was still fresh with a thick, dark

been

this one while shielding Miss Quinn. I figured if my leg healed, I