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Abigail's Second Life novel Chapter 778

"Grandma, Grandpa is seriously ill now, and the only thing he can't let go of is my matter. Can you help me look around?" Sean looked at Lina and said, "If it's appropriate, I'll get married."

I'm not waiting for Abigail.

Colby heard him mention Abigail's matter and urged him to get married every day.

Every time Sean came, he would be nagged by Colby. Nagging could easily endanger the elderly man's life, and Sean was tired.

Having loved openly and honestly once was enough for Sean.

Lina looked at him and said after a while, "Have you made up your mind?"

"Grandma, love can't be consumed like food, nor can it sustain a lifetime, don't you think?" Sean said softly. "I made a mistake, causing Grandpa to become like this."

Lina approached him and patted his hand. "If anyone is to blame, it's me."

"We were never meant to be together. We've been through so many ups and downs over the years and are still not married. It means we're not meant to be. Forget it. Help me look around, and we'll get engaged soon." Sean finished speaking and walked toward the door of Colby's ward.

Sean looked at the door and pondered for a long time before grasping the handle.

Opening this door would turn the page on everything that came before.

He entered the ward and saw a pale Colby lying on the bed, breathing heavily.

Sean's heart was trembling as he murmured, "Grandpa."

"Ah, Sean… My dear Sean is here. She still can't be contacted?" Colby struggled to speak clearly, expending a lot of effort to say this complete sentence.

He suffered a setback and then had a stroke, making it difficult for him to speak clearly.

They consulted many doctors, but there was no solution.

Alice, who could treat him, had already passed away.

"Grandpa, I've thought about it. I'll look for a kind woman. If we get along well, we'll get engaged right away. What do you think?" Sean sat by the bed, holding Colby's hand.

Upon hearing that, Colby nodded repeatedly. "Good… That's good! You should get married and have children soon. I worry about you. Without a family, you don't know responsibility, and you act recklessly… I already have one foot in the grave, but you're still young. Don't be impulsive…"

Sean lowered his head and said softly, "I know. I was wrong."

He shouldn't have gambled on the company's future.

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