Sean was taken aback by her words. "What do you mean by that? In what aspect?"
His questions made Abigail blush, and she turned around with a stern face and walked away.
"Are you referring to my character or my sexual prowess? You know how I am in bed." Sean followed her and continued.
Abigail stopped and turned around, covering his mouth with her hand. "We're at the office. It's not appropriate to say things like that."
"Then tell me, which one is it?" Sean removed her hand and looked serious. "Here's the thing: if you think I'm lacking in character, you can tell me, and I can change. As for my sexual prowess..."
"I'm talking about your character. I didn't say anything about how you are in bed. Can't you consider the context?" Abigail said, looking behind her to make sure no one was around before she let out a sigh of relief.
Sean looked at her. "What do you mean by me lacking in character then? Explain."
"I meant, what if. Did you lose your mind today?" Abigail was speechless.
"Even if I lost my mind, that's because you won't give me a proper status," Sean complained. He had been pursuing Abigail for so long, but she still wouldn't acknowledge him.
"I was with you for three years, and you didn't acknowledge me either. You can't handle it after just this short period of time?" Abigail said calmly and walked away.
Sean followed her and went along with her words. "You're right; it's only been a year and a half. I can endure a little longer, and eventually, you'll be mine."
Abigail burst into laughter at that. "It seems like you weren't honest before, either. You always had a stern look on and intentionally acted aloof."
"I changed because of you," he said without hesitation.
She turned around, grabbed his tie, and said, "If you could realize your mistakes, we wouldn't have to get divorced."
"I'm content with the situation right now," Sean said with satisfaction in his voice.
He regretted divorcing her back then. Now, he was getting closer to Abigail step by step, and gradually, that feeling of regret quietly disappeared as they spent time together again.
Abigail let go of his tie and asked, "How is Grandma at home? Does she miss me?"
"Of course she does. You can video chat with her more when you have time. She will be happy," Sean's tone carried a faint smile.
"I'm afraid she doesn't know how to answer and will only send voice messages." Abigail's voice also carried longing when she mentioned Analise.
Sean approached her and glanced at her profile. "If you miss her, you can go back and see her. It won't be a problem. Nowadays, flying is very convenient. You can have lunch there and come back in the evening by plane."
Comments
The readers' comments on the novel: Abigail's Second Life