Abigail’s Second Life

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?"

Abigail walked in. Passing by Josh, she reached out and pinched Larry's cheeks. Lawrence glanced at Abigail, then at Sean, feeling that Larry didn't need to

once again enchanted by his

naturally noticed Sean's special

back and are about to have breakfast," Abigail

and said, "Hello,

nodded. "Have breakfast before

looked

her eyes twinkling. "What would you like to eat,

having." Sean smiled, looking at

try my

raised an eyebrow, quite intrigued. "Alright, let's see

were occupied in the kitchen to approach Sean. "Have

about? She forgave me, alright?" Sean

glanced at Abigail. "Oh, Abigail... How impressive." Abigail awkwardly touched her nose. "It was his fault, to

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 come back, so she learned from Old Mrs. Quinn," Josh

Grandma's cooking. She passed away peacefully, so there's no need

Abigail felt sorrowful, but gradually, she came to terms with the

she was away, Analise was surely anxious, fearing that the illness would worsen. After breakfast, Josh departed from the

aboard the plane, Larry happily leaned against the window, exclaiming, "Bird! Bird!

a look. "Isn't that an

corrected him, "Airplane.