Abigail’s Second Life

Sean let out a deep breath, his anticipation palpable, as he leaned in to kiss her again. Months of longing had led to this moment, and as the driver navigated the car to a secluded spot, the intensity between them only grew. Sᴇaʀch Thᴇ Findɴovel.ɴet website on Gøøglᴇ to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.

After two long hours, Sean finally emerged from the car. His shirt was all crumpled up, and his pants looked like they had been through a mud bath.

"Fetch a set of clothing for both a man and a woman," he instructed the driver.

The driver was well-advised to walk away briskly. Meanwhile, Abigail took her sweet time to cautiously step out of the vehicle. Wrapped in Sean's coat, it enveloped her like a protective shield, yet beneath it was her own insecurities laid bare; she had nothing underneath it.

Quietly, she approached him from behind and enveloped him in a silent embrace. Her feelings were conveyed through the warmth of her touch rather than words.

"What are you thinking about?" he asked, gently taking her hand with a smile on his face.

"I'm just tired, so I'm really craving your embrace," Abigail replied, her voice tinged with weariness.

Turning to face her, Sean gently pressed her against the car, holding her tenderly as he radiated warmth and affection. "I haven't endured much hardship. I've recouped the 400 million as well as assumed control of Jonell's ventures in Monfort, along with the estates and wineries in New Yoke. They're all under my ownership now."

"And what about 3 million?" Abigail couldn't help but wonder about the whereabouts of that amount of cash. She had hoped in secret that he would keep the money for himself, but he ultimately surrendered it. "That money rightfully belongs to the people and should be returned. I wouldn't feel right keeping it," Sean caressed her nose, his voice brimming with affection.

"That's commendable." Abigail embraced him tightly.

In that instant, it dawned on her that being near Sean was never close enough. Every moment with him left her craving more. It was a hunger for his presence that couldn't be satisfied. After being in each other's embrace for a while, Abigail earnestly expressed, "Thank you, Sean."

"You're my wife. It's natural for me to take care of family matters. There's no need for thanks," Sean reassured her as he gently ran his fingers through her hair, his heart brimming with contentment. Returning home to a hearty meal felt like the ultimate reward.

Abigail's face lit up with a shy yet adorable smile.

are over. He'll spend the rest of his life in the 2x4 cell," Sean murmured as he absent-mindedly played with her hair, his eyes revealing nothing. She wondered about

hell. I don't want to be dragged into it any further. I want us to marry. We can't deny the fact that we're not

chest. "Okay. I want to marry

all the challenges that we have faced, I'm finally getting

of sadness as she gave a soft sigh. "I wish Grandma could be

still part of our journey," Sean murmured in reassurance while his

shared emotions, they silently exchanged thoughts

did the same. Together, they made their way to the restaurant for a meal. Everything seemed to have fallen into place, like the settling of

interrupted by a call from Josh, who reported that Luna's emotions

draped his arm around her shoulder. "Skip the shopping. We should

he didn't respond well. She felt a bit disheartened because of

Abigail furrowed her brow.

"Considering Luna's current

her to meet Larry right now. If Larry were a bit older, he might understand our words. He's not even two years old yet. He can't really understand what we're saying, let

expressed his concern. "We can't

Luna recover. Life throws plenty of curveballs our way, but let's tackle them one at a time. Let's head

when he spotted Abigail. His face lit up and he eagerly stretched out his arms as he

her to

him. She gently rocked him back and forth, trying to comfort him as she whispered, "Why don't you call

head in her arms, fidgeting his chubby body while remaining

of the ward,

can't