Abigail’s Second Life

Abigail whispered, "He's always like this. Even though he's worried about me, he never says anything and is

always doing things behind my back." How would she know what he has done for her and how well he had been

treating her if he didn't say anything?

"Sean is just afraid that you'll overthink things. He's worried about you, but he's also afraid to overstep the

boundaries you set," Kevin said as he sat down on the couch and casually turned on the TV. Having a

conversation with the TV on would be safer.

"Either way, he's already on the plane. I'll just ask him when he arrives," Abigail said with a smile on her face.

Hearing this, Simond frowned. "Why didn't you tellthat he's coming?"

"We're just going on a date. What's there to tell you?" Abigail said. "Oh, you need to take the kid to the hospital

for a check-up. | was planning to wait until he arrives before telling you."

"Are you a fool? What if Sean gets involved in things with Martin?" Simond angrily berated.

"Why are you getting angry? Neither Sean nor | can get angry at her. Who do you think you are?" Kevin

immediately grabbed Simond's shoulder, looking ready to fight.

"Alright, alright, let's not talk about this. Let Mr. Simpson continue," Abigail said with a serious expression.

Simond pushed Kevin aside with a serious expression. "| told you to be careful when you're overseas. We can't be

sure if those people are running any businesses abroad. Seeking help from Martin is a secret arrangement, but

do you think they can't find out? If they find out and collude with the people here, who knows what they're

plotting against you."

Abigail pursed her lips and remained silent. SEar*ch the FindNevelwebsite on Goggle to access chapters of

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Previously, Martin didn't want her to meet Sean either, and at that time, she thought it would be fine to wait it

out for a year or so.

However, Martin changed his mind halfway, and she gladly accepted it.

Now, thinking about it, Simond's words make sense.

"He's already on the plane. It's not realistic to send him back." Abigail looked at Simond.

Simond was on the verge of rolling his eyes from frustration. "Why do | have to suffer just because you two are in

love? Can you letknow next tbefore you meet him? My brothers didn't cto protect your lovey-dovey

relationship."

Abigail could only clasp her hands together and thank him. "Thank you for your hard work and suffering. Can |

give your brothers a reward? 30 thousand each to ensure Sean's safety."

"Alright, | know you're rich. There's no need to show off!" Once Simond finished speaking, he called his

subordinates to make arrangements.

Kevin wrinkled his nose. "Mr. Simpson really is sharp-tongued but soft-hearted."

Simond ignored him.

"When will the traditional medicine arrive?" Abigail asked Kevin in a low voice.

"Tonight," he replied, leaning closer to her. "About that... Do you still want to buy flower seeds? Are you really

planning to get along with them?"

"Martin and his son are quite decent people," Abigail said. They hadn't spent much ttogether, but Andrew

was someone worth befriending, and Martin... For now, he was fine as well. Kevin leaned back on the couch. "I

have to say, this situation is so complicated. | don't trust anyone involved, and I'm really worried about you."

"Don't worry about me," Abigail said confidently. She was certain that Martin was trustworthy.

Otherwise, he wouldn't have helped her investigate the Davidson Family.

"Okay," Kevin conceded, no longer saying anything.

After all, he never underestimated Abigail, including the current Luna Smith.

If Luna Smith really faked her death just to gather more information, he truly admired her.

"What twill Sean arrive today?" Simond, who was on the phone, turned to Abigail and asked.

"In a little over an hour," she replied.

Simond continued giving instructions on the phone. When the call ended, he looked at Abigail. "We are going to

the airport now. Kevin, are you coming?" "Of course | am." Kevin immediately stood up.

Simond nodded and, with a meaningful glance from Abigail, said in a deep voice, "Then you go. | have something

to take care of here, so | won't be joining." "Alright, it's not safe at the airport anyway. Abigail, you stay," Kevin

said confidently and left.

Once she was certain he had left, Abigail opened the bedroom door. "Larry will be a problem for you in the near

future. We can't let Kevin find out about this child." "I understand," Simond said.

Abigail entrusted the sleeping Larry to Simond, who quickly left, carrying Larry in his arms.

At the stime, Sean emerged from the airport, intending to call Abigail.

Just then, a deafening gunshot rang out, and his phone was shattered by a bullet, sending fragments of the

phone into the air and narrowly missing his eyes.

A bodyguard threw himself over Sean, holding him down and rolling several times until they were behind a car. "I

was sent by Mr. Kevin. Stay hidden."

The bodyguard handed Sean a handgun. Sean was trained in combat as well, and he took cover behind the car,

where he saw someone peering out from the distance. He immediately prepared to fire back.

"Mr. Graham, let us handle this. If it turns into a legal matter, you won't be able to return," the bodyguard said as

he held Sean back, firing a bullet at the stime.

Sean looked at him and nodded slightly. "Thank you."

"Your weapon is for your self-defense."

Sean crouched behind the car, his expression cold. He never expected Vincent's associates to be so impatient!