The gentle concern in her tone left me momentarily dazed.
I looked up blankly and met Abigail's worried eyes. My body trembled uncontrollably at the sight of her.
A wave of resistance surged within me. I pushed away her supporting hand on me the next second and asked coldly, "Why are you here?"
However, Abigail's expression remained calm and unshaken despite my harsh attitude toward her.
She extended her hand to feel my forehead and said gently, "Samuel, stop being so stubborn. You're severely ill right now. I need to ask the doctor to carry out a full examination on you. Only then can I be at ease."
Her words didn't bring me any warmth. Instead, I found it extremely ridiculous.
Did she truly think a few sweet words would make me believe her?
No one understood better than her what she once put me through.
She came to me now, acting all loving and tender. Who was she trying to fool?
I looked at her coldly and was about to refuse before she turned around and left the room to find the doctor.
It had been a long time since I last saw George. His gaze was filled with worry as he looked at me.
He examined me thoroughly while Abigail stood by my side nervously, as if terrified of hearing any bad news.
However, I wasn't moved by her reaction. Instead, it felt like a performance to me.
I had seen how unloving she was and how she tormented me. I felt nothing for her now but disgust.
Fortunately, George didn't find any serious issues after the examination.
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