Abigail’s Second Life (Abigail and Sean) novel Chapter 129

Chapter 129 The Defeated Sean

Sean pressed his lips tightly together, his eyes locked onto Abigail. Impatiently, she looked at him. “If you’ve run the background check, bring that damn doctor to Grandma, and everything will be

resolved.”

“Grandma is in the hospital, and you didn’t even go to see her. I called you, and it was all in vain,” he

replied.

As she stood up, she said in a cold voice, “Do you think she’d want to see me? Because of the doctor she found, I almost died. If you don’t explain it to her, she will always hold on to the fact that I tattled to you and constantly go against me. Tell me, am I not wronged?” Without giving him a chance to speak, she continued, “You never address the conflicts in our family; you never try to resolve them. When something goes wrong, you blame me. What does it take for her to admit the doctor was the problem? My life?”

“Watch your words.” He restrained his

anger.

“Think about who started it. She’s old, but that doesn’t mean I must endure the harm she caused

1. You knew perfectly well regarding my situation, yet you came here to accuse me. Do you have the right?” After finishing her words, she sat down, forcefully opened a book, and continued to read.

Suddenly, he reached out to hold her hand. “Come with me to the hospital to see Grandma. I’ll talk

to her myself.”

“You can go with Joan. I gotta make a living.” She shrugged off his hand, showing no compassion

whatsoever.

“Abigail-”

“Get out. I don’t wanna put up with this. My grandma plans to leave, but I don’t want her to. It’s

perfect timing that this came. She can stay to take care of me. Let me tell you, even if your

grandma doesn’t consider me family, I have one who genuinely cares about me,” she said with teary

eyes.

“In that case, I’ll go to the hospital with your grandma.” He turned and left.

“Are you out of your mind?” At once, Abigail stood up firmly, making the chair slide away from her

and stop by the window, spinning.

Sean looked calmly at her. “Are you coming with me or not?”

She bit her lip, then suddenly slammed the pen on the table and turned to the wardrobe to get

some clothes.

As they left the room, Analise watched them with caution.

“Grandma, I’m going out with him to take care of some matters. If you get hungry, go ahead and eat. I’ll eat when I come back,” Abigail told her.

At that, Analise nodded and softly advised, “You need to have a better temper and not always trigger people, understand?”

“I know,” Abigail mumbled in response.