Abigail’s Second Life

Chapter 816

Abigail murmured, "We've already told the others. When the time comes, just be there for me, and we'll get through it. Don't be like Cameron."

"When you're pregnant, I won't even go to the company." Sean reached out and gently touched her stomach. "It's amazing to think that such a small and flat place will nurture and grow a little one." Abigail held his hand, feeling his love deeply. "Are you excited about it?"

"I haven't really thought about it. The only thing on my mind is you," Sean replied, kissing her lips once more.

It wasn't long before they finished doing the deed and drifted off to sleep.

The following morning, Abigail and Sean returned to the Pearson Residence.

Josh was preparing to take Larry to Pendorf, and all the gifts were ready.

"Ask Abby if there's anything else we need to bring." Lawrence reminded him.

"It's almost done. I can't carry too much on my own," Josh said, holding Larry in his arms with a specially bought baby carrier.

Scarlett looked at Larry, reluctant to see him go. "Don't stay away for too long. Dad and I will miss you."

"Okay." Josh nodded. If it weren't for the two elderly folks wanting to see him, he wouldn't want to leave either.

For his sister's happiness, there was no harm in making the two elderly folks happy with Larry.

There was a sound at the door. Lawrence looked over and saw Abigail and Sean, immediately asking, "Why are you back so soon?"

walked in. Passing by Josh, she reached out and pinched Larry's cheeks. Lawrence glanced at Abigail, then

like Sean was once again

breakfast?" Scarlett naturally noticed

We just got back and are about to

his throat and said, "Hello, Mr. and

"Have breakfast before you

Sean looked

"What would you like to

having." Sean

let's have pasta. Come and try my mom's pasta,"

quite intrigued. "Alright, let's see how it

Lawrence and Scarlett were

about? She

eyebrow and glanced at Abigail. "Oh, Abigail... How impressive." Abigail awkwardly touched her nose. "It

chuckled, and as he took the first bite of pasta, a look of surprise crossed his face. "This tastes just like what Old Mrs. Quinn used to make it." "My mom was worried that Abigail would take a long time to

nodding lightly. "It truly tastes like Grandma's cooking. She

gradually, she

had diabetes, and during the past six months when she was away, Analise was surely anxious, fearing that the illness would

leaned against the

over to take a look.

pinched Larry's face and corrected him, "Airplane. It's an

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