Abigail’s Second Life (Abigail and Sean) novel Chapter 666

Abigail lacked talent in the kitchen. The culinary skills her grandmother had taught her had been neglected since she returned to Capitalis a year and a half ago.

"Do you need help with cooking? If not, I can send someone over to assist you." Sean hesitated to offer his help directly because she had previously asked him to handle work matters. It was clear that she wanted him to see it through.

Abigail fell silent. She thought about Luna and looked at the environment she lived in. There were many grievances that she wanted to share with Sean, but she couldn't say anything.

"It's okay. Just write down the process and send it to me. I'm still capable. Although I've forgotten everything, having the process will make it much simpler," she said. She could learn from short videos, but she just wanted to trouble Sean.

Having him personally write the process for her would at least comfort her for now.

"Okay, I'll write it for you. It might be a bit long, though." Sean's voice carried a hint of indulgence.

Abigail responded with a sound of agreement.

After he finished writing the process, she washed the pot and started making soup again.

The two of them stayed on the phone, with Sean keeping track of time. Two hours passed without a trace, and the chicken soup was ready.

"I have to eat and work at the same time now. I'll call you back after I'm done," Abigail said. She had finished preparing the chicken soup and was now addressing Sean over the phone.

"Alright, call me again next time you cook. I'll teach you." Sean also enjoyed this process. At least she now knew to ask him for help when she didn't know something.

After responding, she hung up the phone.

She brought the food to the hospital, where Luna was still in a deep sleep.

Upon entering the ward, Abigail frowned in displeasure when she saw Simond. "Didn't I tell you to leave?!"

Simond shrugged. "I have to wait for my people to arrive before I can leave. I don't have any identification except for a cellphone. Can I just leave with that?"

"Then, you're not allowed to enter this ward either! Simond, I helped you because I wanted you to stay away from me and my best friend. Don't be ungrateful!" Abigail forcefully slammed the thermal lunchbox onto the table.

The loud noise startled Luna from her dream. Her eyes widened as she looked at Abigail and Simond. Sensing the tense atmosphere, she buried her head under the covers.