Abigail's Second Life novel Chapter 600

Abigail grunted. She noticed Lawrence staring at her and smiling, and she got uneasy. "What's wrong?" she asked.

"It's fine. I'm just happy." Lawrence looked away, but he was smiling. He couldn't help it.

Abigail noticed the fruits lying around, and she asked, "Do you want to have some fruits? There are—"

"I'll have anything!" Lawrence answered quickly. Realizing he had interrupted Abigail, he said, "Go on. I won't interrupt you anymore."

Abigail grunted and went to the fruit basket. "Any allergies or things you can't eat? Things that might spike your blood sugar levels?"

"No. I've always been healthy." Lawrence felt all warm and fuzzy inside.

Scarlett was jealous, and she stared at Abigail. Abigail couldn't take it eventually, so she asked, "What about you? Any favorites or things you don't eat?"

"I like fruit salad. Can we do it together?" Scarlett asked, almost simpering.

"Sure." Abigail nodded. She peeled a pear for Lawrence and went to the supermarket with Scarlett to get their fruit salad ingredients. The ladies stood in a single file, and Abigail took everything she needed in one go.

"Don't you check the brands?" Scarlett asked.

"I don't know a lot about dressing brands. Any suggestions?" Abigail stopped in her tracks and asked.

Scarlett said, "Some brands are better and not so icky. I'll teach you about them."

The ladies bought a lot. When they came back, Abigail, from afar, saw Lawrence staring at them from the ward's doorway. When he saw the duo, he quickly went back into the ward. They came in and saw Lawrence quietly sitting on the bed, looking at them.

Scarlett sighed. She saw everything. Drop the act. They made the salad, and Scarlett asked Abigail to share it with her. Abigail only had a part of it, but she realized it was a big part. Once they were done eating, Analise and Sean came in with lunch boxes. Even Cameron showed up.

"Well, well. Look at who's here. Shouldn't you be smooching your girlfriend?" Abigail teased.

Cameron smiled. "She knows what's going on with your family, so she told me to check in on you."

Sean looked at Cameron coolly. "Can you stop showing off your love?"

"Hey, I was just telling the truth," Cameron protested.

Analise ignored the youngsters and placed the lunch boxes on the nightstand; then, she opened them up. "It's dinner for you and your wife. I made some pasta and soup. Have some. It's good for your body."

Abigail heard pasta, and she huddled closer to Sean.

"You want to eat?" Sean opened up the lunch box slowly.