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.

After lunch, he suggested a leisurely walk. Sᴇaʀch Thᴇ (ꜰind)ɴʘvel.nᴇt website on Gøøglᴇ to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.

"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."

maternity store, familiarizing themselves with the

said they'd come by on Independence Day." Sean had informed the elders in advance, though he

Abigail found it strange, recalling how Sean had eagerly shared the news with everyone as soon as he found out they were pregnant.

long ago, but I suppose they're making some preparations," Sean

Abigail hummed in response.

she watched a young couple brushing past them

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

could she have endured during that

she could've suffered and

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

time I think about it,

delivery, and being rescued, she had suffered for

up to her for the rest of his life." Sean squeezed her hands. "If

your word. I'll stand by Luna's side,

bore her and Josh's child

of the street and prepared to

Norris," Sean answered, his tone professional as he noticed

Abigail

available to have a quick chat? I've taken a brief break to discuss this with

sensed his desire for Sean to spare

bring her along," Sean suggested, reluctant to leave

to a

Norris, a plump man in his forties, wore a gray duckbill cap, an olive-colored jacket creased with

matched Abigail's preconception of a