Abigail’s Second Life

Abigail's words sparked a new idea in Martin's mind. When | first cto Perou years ago to pursue my career, it

was solely driven by money. Andrew's body becstiff until now after he accidentally took the medicine. | have

never seen him as an independent individual. Even my research is motivated by his desire to secure financial

stability after my death. However, Abigail's perspective is entirely different. She doesn't view Andrew as a

disabled person but rather as a person with inherent value.

"What do you want to do?" Martin asked Andrew.

Andrew looked at Abigail and replied, "I want to do something for Abigail. She received sbad news today,

and | want to bring her happiness."

Abigail's face showed a look of surprise. She had been feeling down since her arrival, but Andrew's words

warmed her heart. "Thank you. I'll be fine tomorrow," Abigail told Andrew.

"If you need his help, you can directly ask him. He is very skilled in computer technology." Martin gently

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She nodded and said, "Okay, thank you."

"Don't always say thank you. Andrew genuinely wants to see you happy and considers himself someone you can

rely on," Martin said softly.

Abigail only saw Andrew as a friend but had never considered relying on him. After dinner, she busied herself

with cleaning.

Meanwhile, Andrew sat in his room and stared at the computer for a long tbefore finally typing 'Abigail.'

Within ten minutes, he had gathered all the information about her and figured out her entire life story and

relationships. When he cacross the n"Eric," he clicked on it and continued searching for Eric's personal

information.

After Abigail finished cleaning, she returned to her room to rest. As the sky gradually brightened, she woke up

and prepared breakfast. However, she noticed Andrew's room door was half open. The lights were still switched

on inside.

Andrew woke up so early? In her memory, Andrew always enjoyed sleeping in. Now that her curiosity was

piqued, she walked to the door and gently pushed it open. Surprisingly, she found him sleeping in front of the

computer, which was still on.

How could he sit on the chair all night with his leg issues and stiff body?

Abigail walked over and gently shook him, saying, "Wake up."

She called out several times before Andrew slowly opened his eyes. When he saw Abigail, a smile appeared on

his face. "I found something for you. Take a look."

"What is it?" Abigail asked, feeling a bit confused.

Andrew took sprinted papers from the cabinet. He handed them to Abigail solemnly and asked, "Are you

looking for the person who killed Luna? I found sthings that might be useful to you." "How do you know

Luna?" Abigail's mind went blank. She took the stack of papers that Andrew gave her. She couldn't quite believe

he had completed all this in just one night.

"I wanted to bring you happiness, so | learned about your past. | know it's wrong to investigate you without

permission, but | didn't want to see you sad." Andrew looked tired and furrowed his brows, but his eyes sparkled

brightly.

Tears welled up in Abigail's eyes. "Thank you... Andrew."

"My dad did say not to thankall the time. He hopes you can rely on me." Andrew held her other hand and,

speaking sincerely, "I want you to be happy. Happy for the rest of your life." Emotions surged within Abigail's

heart, and she sniffed before forcing a smile. "Okay, | will be happy."

Andrew let out a yawn. "You don't have to make breakfast for me. | already had scake from the fridge. You

can cook for Dad. If you're in a hurry, just steam the buns you made for him. He's not picky anyway."

"Alright," Abigail agreed and allowed him to hold her hand.

Andrew held her hand for a while and yawned repeatedly.

"Go to sleep. I'll give your leg a massage first." She put down the documents and helped him push the

wheelchair.

Under Abigail's skilled massage, Andrew quickly drifted off to sleep. Abigail didn't slack off, either. She massaged

him for half an hour before leaving Andrew's room with the documents.

Following Andrew's instructions, she steamed buns for Martin and prepared seafood soup and a few side dishes.

Regardless, she still had to ensure that Martin ate well so that he would have the energy for his research.

When Martin woke up, Abigail sat at the dining table. She reviewed the information that Andrew had found. As

she reviewed these materials, she realized how impressive Andrew was. Based on her limited information, he

had already uncovered details about everyone in Eric's family.

"Andrew found this out for you last night. How do you plan to thank him?" Martin had stayed up late and was

aware of Andrew's efforts.

"Let's ask him when he wakes up." Abigail took a sip of her coffee.

Martin nodded and took a bite of his steamed bun. Unconsciously, he glanced at Abigail and asked, "Are you

going up against a criminal organization? Do you realize they would do anything for money, even if it means

risking their lives? Your friend has already lost her life, and yet you still want to investigate?"

Since he was already aware of the situation, there was no need for her to hide anything. She lifted her gaze from

the documents with her eyes filled with hatred. "If you had experienced what | have gone through, wouldn't you

want to investigate?" | was thrown into the sea as a child, and my parents have suffered in agony for over

twenty years. If it weren't for their relentless search for me, they would likely have passed away long ago.