Abigail’s Second Life

Life was composed of these small details, accumulating one by one and breaking down a vibrant woman filled with longing for love and marriage.

Cameron mimicked her, swaying his body while listening to her complaints.

"Cameron, what's the matter with you? Why didn't you hire a nanny?" Sean asked sternly.

"I did, but they weren't the right fit. She didn't like them," Cameron explained.

Abigail comforted Isla and asked gently, "Why don't you like them?"

"After giving birth, my memory wasn't good; I kept forgetting things. When I saw the nanny stealing the supplements he got, I sent her away. Since then, I haven't hired anyone, just part-time cleaners..." Isla sniffed.

"Don't you think you should have called Cameron back to handle the nanny situation?" Sean muttered to himself, noting that Cameron was running a security company, but his home situation was chaotic. He seemed more suited to lounging at home.

Isla looked at him with red eyes. "Forget it. We hardly see each other all year. Today, we meet, but tomorrow morning, you'll be gone."

Cameron couldn't help but say, "You don't pay attention to me either."

pay attention to you when I've been pregnant for so

she got pregnant, and you still don't know now. Your security company is just average. What's more important, your family or all those things

"Exactly. You're not short on money. You need to prioritize your family. Look at a well-educated girl like her, being worn out by the kids at home all day. Which wealthy woman ends up like this after

more aggrieved, but Cameron felt much more

the both of them,

Cameron's head was about to

Cameron and Sean took the kid upstairs, Abigail and Isla tidied up the house

the same time, you haven't changed at all. Don't rush into having children, got it?" Isla advised Abigail tearfully. "Marriage is either the death

haven't been taking care of yourself since you got married. It's okay to hire a nanny before the child is one or two years old. How can a new mom like you manage without help?" "But my mom says nannies are not good," Isla said, putting the toys in a box

and in such a big house, you don't even have assistance. Aren't you tired of this?" Abigail handed her the

dinosaur, lost in thought for a while. Suddenly, she laughed. "I regret getting married. Love is like that. During pregnancy and postpartum,

there was no one at home. I cried and called 911 for help and was taken to the hospital. The doctors kept asking me where my husband was, but I couldn't even reach him..." Isla sniffled softly. "At that moment, I didn't

patted her

postpartum, my mom came over and scolded me, saying I insisted on marrying such a person. From giving birth to postpartum, no one came to help me," Isla said with a

dare let him touch me, afraid he would see and reject me," Isla said, bending down. "My legs

a reward. In the end, you and Cameron are too naive. You don't have a

what to say for a moment; she just