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."

the maternity store, familiarizing

Independence Day." Sean had informed the elders in advance, though he sensed an unusual lack

it strange, recalling how Sean had eagerly shared the news

them long ago, but I suppose

Abigail hummed in response.

tree, she watched a young couple brushing

Luna had a hard time during her pregnancy?" Abigail recalled how unpredictable

have endured during that

could've

past now." Sean acknowledged her feelings

time I think about it, I

being rescued, she

for the rest of his life." Sean squeezed her hands. "If they ever argue, I'll take whichever side you take without a second

word. I'll stand by

bore her and Josh's

the end of the street

Mr. Norris," Sean answered, his tone professional as he noticed an

him, Abigail caught Lando Norris' words

specifics. Are you available to have a quick chat? I've

Sean to spare some time for

bring her along," Sean suggested, reluctant to leave

to

in his forties, wore a gray duckbill cap, an olive-colored jacket creased

matched Abigail's preconception of