Abigail’s Second Life (Abigail Quinn)

Chapter 692 Rarely Coquettish

Sean let out a sigh.

No wonder she suddenly started acting flirtatious. It turned out she was waiting for him here.

"What's the matter? Tell me." Sean reclined on the bed and took a sip of water from the side.

"It seems like there's a lot of chaos within my company. Can you help me stabilize the situation for a while? I'll gather some information for you, mainly from the design department. There have been several plagiarism controversies, and our reputation has significantly dropped this year." Abigail immediately brought up the topic to Sean.

Sean felt a headache coming on. He pressed his temples and responded with a grunt.

"If you're busy, I can find Josh instead," Abigail reproached herself in a low voice.

"Even if I'm busy, I'll still help you, don't you think?" Sean's tone was filled with indulgence.

Abigail's voice immediately carried a sense of joy. "Thank you so much!"

"But there are conditions," Sean added.

"I can definitely promise to do it as long as you tell me!" she replied cheerfully. She was truly overwhelmed with the situation at the company.

Sean fell silent for a moment, then he continued, "Take good care of yourself. Even if you're busy, remember to eat. If there's really something bothering you, don't try to handle it alone, okay?"

Abigail's throat tightened. "Okay."

"Alright, you focus on your work. I'll rest for a while and then head back to Capitalis," Sean said with a smile.

Abigail didn't want to hang up the phone. After hesitating for a few seconds, she softly said to Sean, "I want to talk to you about something on my mind. Will it disturb your sleep?"

"Not at all. It's the same even if I sleep after hearing it." Sean reclined on the bed as he squinted his eyes and enjoyed the brief moment of communication.

"I've been thinking, if I continue like this, should we break up? Will you feel so impatient that you always have to wait?" Abigail knew very well that Sean had been slightly moody, but he was different from before.

He wouldn't easily check her whereabouts; otherwise, she wouldn't even take a plane.

It was precisely because this trust couldn't be betrayed that Abigail repeatedly lied to him, and the guilt in her heart had made her somewhat emotionally unstable.

Sean trusted her unconditionally, but she lied to him time and time again.

Last night, when she found out that Sean had been drinking, she didn't sleep much all night as she thought about confessing to him this morning. However, the events in the Golden Triangle made her calm down again.

"Maybe I haven't done enough, so you are so busy and separated from me," Sean comforted Abigail. No matter what prevented her from being with him and kept them apart, he would convince himself not to blame Abigail.

Abigail was deeply moved by Sean's words, and her tone became more relaxed. "You have done well. It's my fault."

"Alright, let's not blame anyone now. We are still young, and we have to be busy for a few more years. After we settle down, you can't be like this anymore." Sean's tone suddenly became serious.

"Okay," Abigail immediately agreed as she smiled and hardly hesitated.

The two chatted for a while, and Sean hung up the phone. The smile on his face slowly disappeared. Còntens bel0ngs to Nô(v)elDr/a/ma.Org

Happiness was only temporary; he just disguised it well, and he constantly convinced himself.

He wondered what Abigail was doing now, but she preferred to bear it herself rather than speak up.

...

Abigail hung up the phone as she leaned on the sink and looked at her deteriorating state in the mirror. She realized that Simond was right last night.

Being with a depressed person for a long time could also affect oneself.

The biggest impact she was currently experiencing was insomnia... The incident of Sean drinking last night had been lingering in her mind all night. She felt that their relationship was falling apart, but she had no way to fix it.

On one side stood Abigail, teetering on the edge of life and death, while on the other side was the lover she longed to hold onto tightly...

She felt overwhelmed by the pressure.

After sorting through her emotions, Abigail left the room and made her way to the kitchen.

Her culinary skills had recently improved due to Luna's high food demands. Luna often experienced physiological issues that caused her to vomit, so Abigail sometimes had to prepare a variety of dishes to cater to Luna's stomach.

By the time she finished making breakfast, it was already half past eight in the morning.

Luna had yet to wake up.

Abigail had no choice but to eat alone first. Then, she tidied up the kitchen and began sketching design ideas.

At half-past nine in the morning, Luna emerged from her room, looking lifeless. She glanced at Abigail, who was engrossed in her drawings, before aimlessly wandering into the kitchen.

"Did you brush your teeth, Luna?" Abigail immediately inquired, paying close attention.

Sometimes, Luna ate without brushing her teeth or went to bed without doing so, and Abigail had to remind and coax her into doing it.

"I did it last night..." Luna muttered, somewhat displeased.

"Brush your teeth and wash up in the morning and evening." Abigail set down her tablet and stood up. Then, she walked over to Luna, took her hand, and guided her toward the bathroom.

"I overheard you talking to Sean on the phone. Do you find me annoying?" Luna abruptly asked as they entered the bathroom.

"Don't overthink it; just freshen up," Abigail reassured her and smiled.

"I'm getting tired of you acting like this. I don't want you constantly meddling in my life. Sometimes, I just don't feel like doing anything. Why do you always expect me to live according to your wishes?" Luna threw her water cup to the side, frustration evident on her face.

Abigail licked her lips and gazed at Luna. "You weren't like this before."