Abigail’s Second Life (Abigail and Sean) novel Chapter 606

When Abigail noticed that Sean remained silent, she continued, "Relationships during that time are precious. Even if the other person's character may not be as noble as one imagines, we are all doing business, so what's the fuss about character? We were all striving for our interests. During that time, Howard was genuinely receptive to advice, and he handled things very seriously. He was able to endure hardship."

"I know. If you keep talking, I'll be jealous to death." Sean spoke with a resentful tone.

"So why did you ask? You're just causing discomfort for yourself." With that, she took another sip of her coffee.

Sean drove her to the entrance of L.Moon and opened the car door for her. After she got out, he stood in front of her and blocked her way. "Do you like dreamy scenes or something more realistic?" he asked.

"Why do you ask?" She pushed him away.

With one hand in his pocket, he said, "Just answer me."

"Either is fine." She had never thought about these things. Given the choice, she couldn't make up her mind.

"Choosing either is the most difficult. Just tell me based on your intuition." He insisted on an answer.

Holding her cup of coffee, Abigail turned to look at him. "Dreamy, then. Alright, hurry up and leave. I'm busy today. You'll be idle at my company anyway."

Sean raised an eyebrow. "Don't you want to see me?"

She didn't bother replying to him.

However, he grabbed her hand and circled around to face her. "Can we fulfill our two-year agreement? You're only nice to me to annoy Old Mrs. Pearson. When you don't feel like annoying her, you won't be nice to me."

Afraid of being seen by others, she quickly withdrew her hand.

Her cheeks were slightly flushed. "If you're unwilling, forget it. This is how I am now. You should know that my previous kindness was all a pretense. In fact, I was spoiled by my grandma. I could do those things that others find annoying, too."

"Could you show me an example?" Sean said with interest.

After a moment of silence, she suddenly said, "I want to eat pasta made by my grandma right now. Deliver them to me within two hours."

That was out of his expectations. "I prefer you being normal. I really can't do that."

"Then why did you ask?" she retorted again.

Sean grinned. "Can you make a request that I can fulfill?"

"I really need to get to work. Can you stop being so childish?" She looked at him helplessly.

Grabbing her hand, he said, "Just give in to me and date me."

Abigail was almost choked by his words and pulled her hand away. "Hey, do you think it's that easy to get a girlfriend?"

"Fine… I'll pursue you a little longer." Sean could only accept it.

Dating is something I never dared to hope for before, but now it seems to be slowly becoming a reality.