Abigail's words sparked a new idea in Martin's mind. When I first came to Perou years ago to pursue my career, it was solely driven by money. Andrew's body became stiff until now after he accidentally took the medicine. I have never seen him as an independent individual. Even my research is motivated by his desire to secure financial stability after my death. However, Abigail's perspective is entirely different. She doesn't view Andrew as a disabled person but rather as a person with inherent value.
"What do you want to do?" Martin asked Andrew.
Andrew looked at Abigail and replied, "I want to do something for Abigail. She received some bad news today, and I want to bring her happiness."
Abigail's face showed a look of surprise. She had been feeling down since her arrival, but Andrew's words warmed her heart. "Thank you. I'll be fine tomorrow," Abigail told Andrew.
"If you need his help, you can directly ask him. He is very skilled in computer technology." Martin gently suggested to Abigail.
She nodded and said, "Okay, thank you."
"Don't always say thank you. Andrew genuinely wants to see you happy and considers himself someone you can rely on," Martin said softly.
Abigail only saw Andrew as a friend but had never considered relying on him. After dinner, she busied herself with cleaning.
Meanwhile, Andrew sat in his room and stared at the computer for a long time before finally typing 'Abigail.' Within ten minutes, he had gathered all the information about her and figured out her entire life story and relationships. When he came across the name 'Eric,' he clicked on it and continued searching for Eric's personal information.
After Abigail finished cleaning, she returned to her room to rest. As the sky gradually brightened, she woke up and prepared breakfast. However, she noticed Andrew's room door was half open. The lights were still switched on inside.
Andrew woke up so early? In her memory, Andrew always enjoyed sleeping in. Now that her curiosity was piqued, she walked to the door and gently pushed it open. Surprisingly, she found him sleeping in front of the computer, which was still on.
How could he sit on the chair all night with his leg issues and stiff body?
Abigail walked over and gently shook him, saying, "Wake up."
She called out several times before Andrew slowly opened his eyes. When he saw Abigail, a smile appeared on his face. "I found something for you. Take a look."
"What is it?" Abigail asked, feeling a bit confused.
Andrew took some printed papers from the cabinet. He handed them to Abigail solemnly and asked, "Are you looking for the person who killed Luna? I found some things that might be useful to you."
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