Abigail’s Second Life

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"Do you want to join me in visiting Irene at the hospital?" Abigail asked in a soft tone. "I'm heading there in a while."

"Sure."

Sean sensed that Irene was grappling with a difficult situation. She already struggled with low self-esteem, and just as she was starting to make progress, Danielle and Floyd chose to exacerbate her troubles. Accompanied by Sean, Abigail went to the hospital. In the ward, Irene was alert, her forehead adorned with a bandage.

"How is she?" Abigail directed her question at Kevin, who was beside her.

"She had five stitches," came Kevin's reply, but he had a cold expression.

She sat by the bedside, her gaze filled with guilt as she asked, "Have they been harassing you this whole time?"

"I can't be certain. What occurred today was simply an accident. I stumbled because of my own clumsiness," Irene admitted, placing the blame on herself.

Kevin's anger surged as he rose from his seat. "Stop blaming yourself! They're the ones who stole your diary and spread it around the design department. And yet you're taking the blame? They violated your privacy!"

"I understand they've infringed on my privacy, but didn't you say they'd be dealt with and sent away? Isn't that sufficient? What more do you expect? Are you suggesting I waste my time pursuing legal action against them? Explain to me what the purpose would be." Irene asked Kevin sincerely.

how will they ever learn?" Kevin's discontent was palpable; he couldn't abide any form of harassment, particularly when it concerned someone close to

ahead. I'm just an ordinary person who cherishes

always been impatient with him and had never shown trust. It seems as though

time in teaching them manners. Those who do wrong will face the consequences of their actions. I'll concentrate on what I'm passionate about and strive for excellence." With a deep breath, Irene spoke these words. She then turned to Kevin and added, "Thank you immensely for your assistance today. I'm also grateful for Miss Quinn's support. Meeting both

Sean and the others might also consider the places she enjoyed as beneath them, but

with gratitude. She vowed never to impose what wasn't meant for her, and this included Kevin's kindness. Abigail gently adjusted Irene's bedding. "Rest well. Remember, you've had a head injury. Speaking

Miss Quinn, but really, I'm fine. There's no need for further visits. You already have plenty to attend to. One visit

Don't worry about the medical bills. The company will

discharged," Abigail reassured Irene,

to her full

never fully grasp. Despite

out of the ward, venting his frustration by hitting the wall. "Is she completely indifferent? Can't she

would choose you in this lifetime," Sean responded firmly,

are

heart wasn't made of iron; rather, Irene was resolute in her desires and choices in life. She had come to

deepening of his breath. Despite years of

encountering someone like Irene,

seemed as withdrawn

in its shell, was a first for him. Despite his efforts to