Abigail and Sean came out of the hospital, and Abigail heaved a long sigh.
Sean smiled. "What? You don't like them coming to the hospital?"
"It's not that. I just can't get used to it," said Abigail.
Sean looked at her. "You'll get used to it soon enough. Analise seems happy with it. Don't worry. Let them talk to her, or she's going to overthink a lot of stuff."
Abigail knew Analise was happy. Her wish was to have a reunited family. Abigail decided she would toss all those problems behind her. "Let's get dinner. I'm going to see if there's any massage parlor later. My shoulders are killing me."
"Oh, you want a masseuse? I can give you a massage, too, you know." Sean gave her a knowing smile.
Abigail pouted. "Yeah, forget it. You don't even know how to give a proper massage. Sure, you can ease my shoulders for a bit, but the pain will come back stronger tomorrow."
Sean sighed. "So your work's been wrecking your body, huh?"
"No idea." Abigail knew she was in pain, but she had no idea the details of her condition.
"I'll take you somewhere tomorrow to get checked," said Sean.
They went into a hotel. Sean called Analise and told her they were eating out, and then he told Abigail to make the orders.
Abigail had just picked up the menu when Adam called her. She took the call, but instead of saying anything, she put it on speaker so Sean could listen as well.
"Ms. Quinn, if you are not going to make your decision soon, I'll expose this scandal to the Internet. I heard you wanted to make Fairy Meadow a ladies' fashion brand under L.Moon. You should know what will happen if the president of a ladies' fashion brand company is found to be in a sexual assault case. Fairy Meadow will be done for," said Adam darkly.
Abigail said calmly, "Empty threats. Not like Fairy Meadow's the one who betrayed women. If you want to expose it, go ahead, and make sure it gets to the top trending on Twitter, or you're a loser."
Adam flew into a rage, and he scoffed. "Don't regret this. It's not easy running a company. Just give in, and this will blow over. There's no need for Fairy Meadow's reputation to be ruined."
"What a scrooge," said Abigail. His shoe business is booming, but he's only willing to pay 300 grand for a woman's golden years of youth and her right to conceive?
"Some people get more miserly the richer they are. That woman only makes fifteen hundred a month from being his mistress. That's about eighteen grand a year. Three hundred grand is a big sum for her," said Sean coolly. And some people only spend a few hundred on a college girl escort.
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