Abigail’s Second Life

Abigail blinked, her gaze fixed on Sean's eyes as if searching for answers within them.

"What's troubling you?" Sean welcomed her scrutiny.

"I'm wondering why you think that way." Abigail was puzzled by Sean's insistent stance.

Few men were as enamored as Sean when they were in a relationship.

"Perhaps it's rooted in my upbringing as I was born from genuine love between my parents. I refuse to see my future wife merely as a pawn for the Grahams. It's not about fulfilling expectations or upholding a family legacy." Sean regretted treating Abigail as he did back then, but even if he could travel back in time, he would still oppose Lina.

However, given the opportunity, he would make things clear with Abigail.

"I'm happy that you think that way. I just wish I had realized it sooner." Abigail felt a pang of remorse.

"It's not too late to understand my intentions now," Sean reassured her, cherishing the moment.

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"But what about your responsibilities? I can have a stroll by myself." Abigail recalled the piles of paperwork awaiting him in the study.

"I won't go back on my promise since I said I would spend the day with you," Sean affirmed, squeezing her hand.

They strolled to a quieter area, pausing by a maternity store.

"Baby clothes are so tiny," Sean observed while picking up a pair of delicate shoes and comparing them to his palm.

Abigail mirrored his action, noting, "They are incredibly small."

through the maternity store, familiarizing themselves with the array of infant

come by on Independence Day." Sean had informed the elders in advance, though he sensed an unusual lack of enthusiasm from his grandmother this time, which

strange, recalling how Sean had eagerly shared the news with everyone as soon as he

but I suppose

Abigail hummed in response.

a young couple brushing past them

pregnancy?" Abigail recalled how unpredictable Luna's emotions were back then, and

much pain could she have endured during

to Abigail, she could've suffered

in the past now." Sean acknowledged her feelings and offered

about it, I

delivery, and being rescued,

Sean squeezed her hands. "If they ever argue, I'll

"Keep your word. I'll

and

reached the end of the street and prepared to

Sean answered, his tone professional

to him, Abigail caught

have a quick chat? I've

Sean to spare some time

along," Sean suggested, reluctant to leave Abigail behind. "That's perfectly fine. I'll send you the address,"

escorted Abigail to a

Norris, a plump man in his forties, wore a gray duckbill

preconception