Abigail’s Second Life

A furious Jonell stormed back to his study and demanded, "What do you want to say?!"

"We've sacrificed too much for Luna. It's time to lay low and wait until the people in Carl's family leave. Only then we can make our move," urged Jamie. At the mention of Luna, Jonell's demeanor softened slightly.

"We can't hide forever. Our best bet is to strike back," he said calmly. "I'll take back everything they've done to me, one step at a time!" Jamie couldn't persuade Jonell, so he reluctantly gave up.

Once he left, Jonell remained seated for a while in contemplation before eventually rising and heading downstairs via the elevator.

It was his first encounter with the building's elevator. Despite reaching the ground floor, no one exited, and the doors remained shut. He glanced at it briefly before shifting his gaze away.

Meanwhile, in the basement.

Luna gazed up at the ceiling.

The artificial blue sky and drifting white clouds above changed every day, but no matter how she looked at it, it seemed unreal.

When the door opened, she remained entirely unaware that Jonell had approached her side. He glanced up at the ceiling before sitting down. "Isn't it a nice view?"

Luna remained silent.

Jonell noticed the scattered clothes and leftover food on the bedside table. He rose to tidy up the room and said calmly, "No one's here to boss you around anymore. Sean is lost at sea, and Abigail and her subordinates have gone back home."

When they mentioned their names, Luna showed a slight reaction.

"Come with me. Let's start fresh in Monfort. Once things calm down, I'll take you to see a doctor and make sure you're taking your medication." Jonell's voice softened.

Luna ignored him and fixed her gaze on the ceiling.

Jonell didn't push further.

was usually silent anyway, and he had gotten used

tidying up,

was gone, her eyes slowly filled

her life, but Eric told her that Abigail and Sean never

a lot for her sake. So,

Sean was in trouble... Would Abigail really

again, but there was nothing

a medical emergency. She needed to be taken to the

doctor said she seemed to be under some kind of stress. Did you say anything

reassuring, and he hesitated. "On such an important

and unable to handle any negativity. It's just a burden like this," Jamie

a crucial night, he thought it

brow. He was lost in thought for a moment before speaking calmly, "Let's have Anderson take a look. Suppose he can help, great. If not, we'll figure something else out." Jamie hesitated. "Can

find someone else who can do

Jamie quickly backed off.

got someone in need of a blood transfusion, but

Haven't you heard of modern medicine? Don't people usually survive blood transfusions?" Anderson cut in, growing impatient with Jamie. Jamie

needs to assess the patient's condition before making any decisions. Just based on what you've told me, how am I supposed to know?" Anderson brushed him off. "Then, come see for yourself," Jamie said and turned to

go, narrowed his eyes, and then

the others had already

and couldn't help but furrowed his brow. "You've been keeping someone down

"What's wrong?" Jamie asked.

for a moment before responding, "Staying in the