Abigail’s Second Life (Abigail and Sean) novel Chapter 815

Under the bright lights, Isla appeared devastated, all because of Sean's words.

She cast her eyes down, feeling a wave of self-doubt that silenced the words she wanted to express.

Abigail nudged her gently. "Speak up."

With red eyes, Isla bit her lip for a long moment before finally asking Cameron, "Do you no longer have feelings for me?"

Cameron hesitated briefly before quickly explaining, "I've just been incredibly busy, that's all."

"Everyone outside is saying that you hold a prestigious position as the head of security for a prominent figure and that you've even been introduced to a highly educated heiress," Isla spoke slowly, her voice trembling.

Abigail held the woman's hand tightly.

Tears streamed down Isla's cheeks. "Since we got married, you've rarely been home, especially after I became pregnant. I know I've gained weight and lost my looks, particularly with a large stomach. It's challenging for men to remain faithful to their wives during pregnancy—"

"I have never been unfaithful to you," Cameron quickly interjected.

"If you no longer have feelings for me, then let's end things. I'll take our child with me… It's difficult to go through this alone." Isla's eyes brimmed with tears.

Seeing her in such distress, Cameron couldn't help but embrace her. "How could I not have feelings for you? I'll resign from my job, become a silent partner, and come home to be with you. If you want to work out, I'll do it with you. There's plenty of ways to help you regain your former self."

"Cameron…" Isla whispered.

Cameron paused, trying to recall the last time she had said his name in that tone.

Cameron's gaze softened as a warmth surged through him. "What's the matter?"

"I feel unattractive. My stomach looks terrible… You won't like it." Isla sounded insecure.

Abigail couldn't help but glance at Sean, wondering if she would feel insecure about her post-pregnancy belly in the future.

"I love you for who you are, not for your stomach. I'll inquire around to see if we can help you regain your former self, alright?" Cameron held her close, his tone gentle.

Tears trickled down Isla's cheeks. "Could you please not be so busy? The baby doesn't seem to like you. He cries whenever you hold him."

"Alright, I'll resign from my job and return to take care of the baby with you. I'll read some books to learn how to bond with the baby. What do you say?" Cameron reassured her.

Isla nestled closer to him, softly sniffing.

It was late at night when Abigail and Sean departed from Cameron's residence.

Sitting in the car, Sean remained silent for a while before speaking. "I thought they would be happy."

Abigail gazed out the window. The night was dark and quiet, holding a touch of melancholy. "Happiness isn't easily attained."

In all honesty, Abigail and Sean had their own share of disagreements and challenges. Throughout the three years of marriage, she was no better off than anyone else. That being said, one advantage was that Sean was firm about not wanting children. Otherwise, she wouldn't have been able to escape. With no career and no love, everything was chaotic.

Can happiness truly find us without effort or care?

Sean leaned in closer to her, whispering in her ear, "Should we go to a hotel?"