Upon further reflection, Alice's funeral was attended by those who had no children. However, Abigail was not the reason for Alice's death.
"Let's not discuss them anymore," Charles said, noticing Abigail's silence. He waved his hand and continued, "Tell me what kind of fish you'd like to eat. I'm quite skilled at fishing."
"Why are you taking care of us?" Abigail blurted out.
Hearing her question, Charles glanced at her. After pondering for a moment, he asked carefully, "Is your friend...is she sick?"
Abigail looked at him. "Did you notice?"
"Isn't it obvious? I went to deliver something to her once and saw that her house was a mess. I had a hunch," Charles replied.
"She didn't do it on purpose. I've cleaned up your house as well," Abigail apologized.
"I know. I understand you young people. You must be under a lot of pressure to be running around here in good health. Besides, my house has been vacant for a long time, so it's good to have someone living in it," Charles said indifferently.
"Thank you," Abigail said softly.
Charles smiled. "What's there to be thankful for? Living together makes us neighbors. They say neighbors are better than relatives. I'm old and don't have so many concerns. You can live here without any pressure."
Abigail felt grateful from the bottom of her heart upon hearing his words. She realized that both Alice and Charles were kind-hearted people.
After accompanying Charles to the market, Abigail didn't get to meet Josh. When she returned home, she opened the door and saw Luna waiting in the yard.
Charles noticed Luna through the crack of the door and greeted her with a smile. "Good morning."
Luna nodded. "Good morning. Did you guys go shopping?"
"Yes. We ran into each other outside," Abigail nodded.
Charles smiled and was about to leave when Luna suddenly said, "Mr. Horton, it must be troublesome for you to make breakfast alone. Why don't you eat with us?"
"It's fine. It's not proper for an old man like me to dine with you guys," Charles seemed a bit self-conscious about this.
Abigail said, "Since Luna invited you, you can just accept it."
"No. I'm all dirty, and you two are clean," Charles waved his hands repeatedly and hurried back to his house.
Abigail sighed and wondered what he meant by being dirty.
Meanwhile, Luna seemed a bit disappointed. She looked at the door for a while before asking Abigail, "Does he think I'm dirty?"
"Don't overthink it," Abigail immediately patted her shoulder and comforted her.
Luna didn't say anything and walked back to the house.
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