Abigail’s Second Life

More importantly, Luna wanted to have a conversation with Abigail.

"I'll work on my design here, then," Abigail decided as she switched on her laptop.

Luna propped her chin up, studying her friend. "Despite seeing each other daily at Pearson Residence, we hardly ever talk to each other."

"I've been feeling unusually fatigued since the pregnancy," Abigail confessed with a light chuckle.

"You've gained some weight, just like me," Luna smiled outwardly, though a hint of sadness lingered within her.

"We can hit the gym together once I deliver the baby, to shed those extra pounds," Abigail suggested, hoping to motivate Luna.

Luna sighed, "I have to stick to my medication regimen for now. Weight loss can wait until I'm fully healthy again."

Her complexion wasn't at its best either, leading to occasional bouts of low spirits. After all, everyone valued beauty.

"Is Josh put off by your appearance?" Abigail inquired with a playful smile.

"No, I'm put off by myself," Luna admitted with a wry smile.

Abigail sighed softly, "Luna, appreciating beauty isn't wrong, but it's crucial to embrace yourself at every stage, whether you're carrying a few extra pounds, have flawless skin, or show signs of aging. You're one of a kind. If you don't love yourself, how can you expect others to?"

Luna was about to respond when the office door flung open abruptly.

A woman clutching a bag stood in the doorway as she addressed Luna and Abigail, "Are you the ones in charge of L.Moon?"

Luna rose swiftly. "Yes, how can we assist you?"

my son, Leon Yancey, expelled," the woman demanded as she entered, her voice

a resignation letter himself,"

and realized she must have disapproved of her son's

work, not relationships!" the woman questioned sharply. S~ᴇaʀᴄh the FindNøvᴇl.nᴇt website on Gøøglᴇ to access chapters of

freedom, especially for young people. Why should we impose restrictions?" Luna

her

should discuss it with your son," Luna replied, feeling

care of

discreetly touched her

his mother's disapproval of

directly. It wouldn't be appropriate for the company

Abigail swiftly poured her a glass

seat

even cause conflicts. Don't you agree?" Luna handed the glass té Dana, gesturing

she might hurt Abigail. How was she

makes perfect sense. If you have prohibition, I couldn't have known what kind of girl

The more agitated you get when discussing this with him, the more he will reveal his rebellious side," Luna comforted Dana, demonstrating her adeptness in handling such delicate

confronted him, he decided to leave home, and now, I have no idea where he's staying. The reason I

swiftly handed

the tears. "Your son has taken an interest in a designer named Irene,

ambitious. From fretting net

over a few

seems drawn to her ambitious drive. He appears to have