Abigail's Second Life novel Chapter 612

She licked her lips, sat up abruptly, and grabbed her clothes to put them on.

"I'll go buy you toiletries. We can have breakfast outside," Sean spoke as he yawned.

Abigail glanced at him with her head tilted.

He looked lethargic, his eyes red.

It seemed he was genuinely tired after sleeping in her room last night.

"You can go back to sleep; I'll go home and freshen up." Abigail finished dressing and got her phone. Then, she saw a message from Scarlett.

The older woman asked if she was coming home for breakfast.

'Yes. I'll be right there,' Abigail replied immediately.

'All right. I'll prepare some food for you. It's still early, so no rush.'

Abigail looked at the message and felt a bit dazed.

Analise used to prepare breakfast for her every day because she had been taking care of herself since she was a child, and Abigail had gotten used to it.

Now, Abigail felt an indescribable emotion as she looked at Scarlett's message. The unexplained feelings were slowly eating away at her.

She couldn't figure out what kind of emotion this was, but her mood was inexplicably pleasant.

"My mom has prepared food for me." Abigail turned around and told Sean, who was still fastening his belt.

He nodded at that. "I'll have breakfast too and come back to get some more sleep."

He had spent the night in a state of confusion and contemplation and indeed hadn't gotten enough sleep.

Abigail responded with a sound of acknowledgment and did not say much. She went downstairs while Sean was still getting ready in the bathroom upstairs.

When he came downstairs, he saw her waiting for him, which surprised him a bit. "Are you waiting for me?"

"You don't say!" Abigail countered.

Sean smirked. "I thought you wouldn't wait for me. After all, you have a heart of stone."

"If I had known, I wouldn't have waited," she said indifferently.

He then grabbed her hand as she was about to leave. "How much longer do I have to work hard before you agree to be with me?"

"Haven't you heard a saying? Haste makes waste," she replied casually, then walked forward without pulling her hand away.

When they arrived at the Pearson Residence, Abigail saw that Lily and Vincent had already returned.