Abigail’s Second Life

Chapter 130 See You Around Sean looked at Cornelie, and after a while, he spoke gently, "Grandma, do you not care aboutanymore?" At his words, she immediately held his hand and looked at him with eyes full of affection. "I watched you grow up. How could I not care about you? I just wanted her to bear a child. Is it not for your good? Now that I'm still here, I can look after the child for you. When my health deteriorates, who will you rely on to raise the child?" "Can we take it slow about the child matter?" He looked at her with a somewhat indifferent expression.

Hearing that, Abigail glanced at him, not understanding why he refused to have a child. However, she did not dwell on it. Even if he wanted a child now, it was none of her business.

"It's been three years. Isn't that slow enough?" Cornelie glared at him.

"In any case, she can't bear a child alone, so your pressure won't work." He was finally openly discussing the matter.

At that moment, she began to understand that her grandson was unwilling to have a child with Abigail. She looked at Abigail and quickly concluded that she was not favored by him. However, she also understood that he had never married her out of love.

"Let's have a heart-to-heart talk. You're always busy with work and rarely return. I don't have the chance to talk to you," she said gently, her eyes filled with affection.

Since their conversation had cto this point, Abigail turned around sensibly. Before Sean could say anything, he heard the sound of the door closing behind him. Search the (F)indwebsite on Gøøgle to access chapters of early and in the highest quality.

As soon as she stepped out of the hospital room, she saw Kevin and Joan in the bright hospital corridor, one sitting on a chair and the other leaning against the wall.

Joan was filled with doubts, but Kevin was not telling her anything, even when she asked him. When she saw Abigail, she looked at her with curiosity, wondering what Kevin meant when he said they needed to discuss family matters.

On the other hand, Abigail stood by the wall with her arms crossed and lips pressed together, deep in thought about the secret conversation Cornelie would have with Sean. She had a vague idea of what it might be about.

"Abigail, what's your relationship with Sean?" Joan suddenly interrupted her thoughts.

"Have you apologized to L.Moon and Alana?" Abigail responded with a question unrelated to Joan's inquiry. "Before that, shouldn't L.Moon pay the breach of contract fee to Mr. Stewart and Scan?" Joan retorted confidently as if she were also an investor in the program.

Hearing her response, Abigail could not help but sneer sarcastically, but she chose not to respond further. "What's your relationship with Sean?" Joan persisted, refusing to back down. Though she had her deductions, she still hoped to get a definite answer.

Abigail coldly retorted, "Who are you to me? Why should I tell you?" As Joan looked at her, she put on an ambiguous smile. "I already know, even if you don't tell me." Abigail furrowed her brows slightly.

Seeing they had finished arguing, Kevin could not help but speak up, "Miss Palmer, how about I take you out for a meal? You haven't had dinner yet, have you?" "I'm a model. I can't eat dinner." Joan did not want to leave. Sean is still in the ward. How can I leave for dinner alone? After Abigail sat on the side, she took out her phone to check the documents she had collected. With that, the corridor regained its silence.

In the ward, Cornelie held Sean's hand and lowered her voice. "I know you're not satisfied with this marriage. Originally, I thought having a child would be a way for the Quinns to repay us, but now, it feels more like we're repaying them." "The child's matter has nothing to do with her," he reiterated.

"Answer me. How do you truly feel about Joan?" She stared at him, treating his words as if they were unheard.

Displeased, he frowned. "Don't get any funny ideas, Grandma. The thing with Joan is not so simple, and I can't tell you everything." Displeased, he frowned. "Don't get any funny ideas, Grandma. The thing with Joan is not so simple, and I can't tell you everything." After all, Joan was about to enter the entertainment industry, and if he were to reveal too much to anyone, it would ruin her chances. What he could do for her was to fulfill her wishes and protect her secrets.

"Why can't you tell me? Your vague kindness to her will make her fall for you." Cornelie asked Joan earlier, and it was clear that Joan had an interest in him.

"It's something she understands herself. There's no need forto say more," he replied. "You haven't had dinner yet, right? Letorder food from a restaurant an and have them deliver it here." Since he was unwilling to reveal more, she reluctantly nodded. "I'm staying here tonight, but I'll be leaving early tomorrow morning. By the way, your grandpa is too biased toward Abigail." "Why can't you do the same?" he asked instinctively. At his question, Cornelie instantly felt unhappy. "Why should I? She's not part of our family." "I don't like how you put it," he said with a slightly unhappy tone.

Annoyed, she let go of his hand. "If she bears a child, I'll favor her. It's been three years, much money has been spent, but where's the child?" and so

As the conversation returned to this topic, Sean began to feel an incoming headache. "Let che. "Letorder sfood NO for you, he said, taking out his phone from his pocket and intending to have Cameron

go to the restaurant personally. After he put down his phone, he lookedhat her with a slightly gentler expression. with? "Let's wait for the food to arrive. I'll leave after you finish eating, okay?" Just as he finished speaking, he received a message on his phone.

'Something cup. I'll see you around.'