Abigail’s Second Life (Abigail and Sean) novel Chapter 747

Sean's eyelashes trembled lightly as he raised his uninjured hand and cupped the back of her head, deepening their gentle kiss, while Abigail leaned over him slowly, kissing him passionately.

Gradually, Sean took control. He nibbled on Abigail's lip, deliberately teasing her. Even so, she couldn't be bothered to argue with him on account of his recent good behavior.

A night of intoxicating passion later, Abigail woke up with a sore waist and aching back. After tidying up the room, she quickly went to take a shower and changed into clothes that concealed the marks on her body.

Sean watched her busying around the room from the bed, seductively raising his long legs to trap the blanket between them. "Honey."

Abigail turned her head to look at him, blushing a little at his flirtatiousness. "What are you doing?"

"Do you like me?" Sean asked, feeling idle and anxious.

Abigail walked over, pinching his face. "What do you think?"

Sean sat up and gazed at her. "I really enjoyed last night."

"Alright, get up quickly. I need to air out the room," Abigail said. The room was filled with the smell of the bedsheets that had been dirtied the previous night.

Sean nodded and slowly got out of bed while she brought the clothes she had prepared for him to the bathroom.

"If you need any help, just call me," she said, intending to go back to the room and change the bedsheets.

"Honey, help me wash up." Sean held onto her hand.

"A visitor is coming soon, and the room is dirty. We need to clean it up," Abigail said helplessly. "Just take a quick shower to freshen up, but don't get your hands wet."

"Alright." Sean's dream of getting intimate with Abigail shattered at her words.

While Abigail tidied up the room, Sean finished his shower and emerged from the bathroom looking presentable. Then, she busied herself with sorting out the clothes Sean had changed out of.

"Don't worry about it. When Xavien comes, I'll have him take care of it," Sean said gently.

"Don't always treat Xavien like a servant. You haven't even found a new assistant yet," Abigail chided, taking his clothes to the balcony.

Sean sat in a chair, contemplating what to eat later. "I've looked, but I could only find someone to handle less important matters."

Abigail nodded and didn't ask any more questions.

By the time Simond and Kevin arrived, she had finished tidying up everything.

Sean sat in the living room, listening to Xavien’s report on the situation. Despite the many sacrifices made, they had obtained very little information.

"There is a person in charge of a research institute named John who had some contact with the suspects we were investigating yesterday. I am currently investigating the John Research Institute," Xavien reported over the phone.