Abigail’s Second Life (Abigail Quinn)

Chapter 813 Can't Be Apart Even for a Second

When Cameron decided to leave, Abigail chose to go with him.

"I'll go over with Josh early tomorrow morning." Abigail straightened her clothes. "Grandma is no longer here, and Cameron is inexperienced in this area. I need to assist him."

Kevin leaned back on the couch and clicked his tongue twice. "Abigail, you're truly remarkable. You handle every situation with grace upon your return."

Sean gave him a kick. "Instead of teasing others, why don't you focus on yourself?"

Abigail was quite displeased with Kevin, mainly because he used to be too flirtatious, and she couldn't even keep track of the number of girlfriends he had.

However, it was fine as long as he maintained a good relationship with Irene.

Kevin rubbed his leg. "What's wrong with me… I'm trying to behave, aren't I?"

He was feeling irritated deep down, so his words weren't as pleasant.

Sean noticed but didn't say anything further.

Initially, he had asked Kevin to help out, but Kevin was acting rather off today. But considering how he was with many attractive girls, it didn't seem so strange.

"Honey, I'll go with you." Sean put his arm around Abigail's shoulder.

Abigail glanced at him. "It's just one night. There's no need to be so clingy."

"I can't bear to be apart even for a second," Sean purred.

"You're way too cheesy." Abigail crossed her arms but didn't refuse.

As they boarded the plane, Abigail felt a bit tired and fell asleep immediately.

Cameron couldn't sleep, staring blankly at the starry sky outside the plane. In the past year, he had matured a lot and became much quieter. Copyright by Nôv/elDrama.Org.

"Speaking of which, it was Old Mrs. Quinn who arranged this marriage for me. I wonder if she would be upset to see how things have turned out," Cameron said with a hint of melancholy in his voice.

Sean looked at his profile for a long time before asking, "Feeling lost?"

"Yeah, sometimes I wonder if it would have been better to date longer before getting married. The child came so suddenly, and her changes were so abrupt, too. I just feel lost," Cameron said, shifting his gaze to Sean's face.

"Mr. Graham, these past few months, I've been afraid to go home most of the time. I dread the thought of her arguing with me when I get home. I don't know how to communicate with her. When she cries and throws a fit, I feel both heartbroken and annoyed, but I don't know what to say." Cameron looked completely lost.

Sean patted his shoulder. "Take a nap first. Everything will be better with Abby here."

Cameron lowered his eyes. "I can't let you guys help me forever."

"So, remember what she does when she does it," Sean said. "Marriage is indeed difficult to maintain. The initial passion and love slowly fade away, and it becomes a mundane life. As you gradually become closer like family, you may start to feel repulsed by her or even be attracted to other women outside, but you must stay true to yourself."

Cameron found Sean's words quite insightful.

"Are you attracted to other women outside?" Cameron couldn't help but ask.

"I've met many women over the years, but none of them compare to her." Sean raised an eyebrow as he leaned back in his seat, looking very content. "She has a different kind of beauty in every phase, constantly keeping me captivated."

"She is really different this time. She must have suffered a lot abroad." Cameron looked back at the starry sky outside.

It was already two hours later when they arrived in Capitalis.

Cameron had purchased a new house in Capitalis, and it was quite spacious.

When Abigail entered, Isla was in the living room with the child.

The once cute and lively woman had changed. Her figure was out of shape, and her complexion was pale. She was wearing pajamas, and she was pacing back and forth with the child in her arms.

When she heard a noise at the door, she walked over.

There was a moment of confusion when Isla saw Abigail, but she quickly turned around and was about to go back to the room with the child in her arms.

"Isla!" Abigail called out to her.

Isla was trembling all over, finding it difficult to speak. She slowly brought her legs together.

"I'm feeding the baby… You guys talk. I won't come down," she said, shrinking her neck, wanting to leave.

Sean glanced at Cameron. "Go and hold the baby. What are you waiting for?"

Cameron, not even wearing slippers, walked over to her and whispered, "Honey, let me take care of the baby."

"There's no need. You must be busy. It's not easy for you to come back, so there's no need…" Isla repeatedly refused, showing her inner unease.

Abigail walked over, her voice gentle. "Let him hold the baby. You can teach him."

Sean put on disposable slippers, walked over to Abigail, and glanced around the room. There were quite a few toys, but they were scattered on the floor, making the room look a bit messy.

"Didn't you hire a nanny?" Sean asked Isla.

Abigail helped Isla sit down on the couch and squeezed her arm. "Taking care of a child must be hard, right?"

Upon hearing this, Isla couldn't help but let out a sob. She then leaned into Abigail's arms and started crying. "I never thought marriage would be so difficult… I just want some time for myself, but I don't have any. He's always causing a scene, crying as soon as he wakes up. None of his toys work."

Captivated by a passing glance on the street, the young woman could not settle for anyone other than Cameron. Only after getting married did she realize how tough life could be.

Abigail patted her back. "I miss my old self too. I had a good figure and soft skin, but now it's all gone. I don't even have time to exercise…"

She choked up, talking about trivial things.