Abigail’s Second Life (Abigail Quinn)

Chapter 833 Just An Ordinary Person

Since Simond had been Abigail's trainer all along, he was also the one who changed her into the person she was now.

However, Luna and Eric were still the same ordinary folks. This belongs to NôvelDrama.Org - ©.

"What nonsense are you saying? Everyone will be saved," Sean reassured Abigail.

Sage held the phone to her ear and said, "Done? If so, time to speak of my demands."

At that, she left the room with her phone.

Abigail struggled against her restraints but to no avail. At the same time, Simond showed up,

He looked deathly pale, which was a stark contrast to his usual demeanor, as he sat himself. Then, he turned to Abigail before breaking into a smile. "You say you're innocent, but it's hard to believe. You looked like you wanted my life when you attacked me."

"Thanks to your lessons, you pushed an ordinary person beyond the point of no return," Abigail retorted in disdain.

Silence passed them by as Simond glanced at her. Moments later, he shifted his attention to the window. "I'll set you free if you can prove your innocence."

"What is there to prove? Believe what you want." Abigail was stoic. "Who the hell are you? You shouldn't accuse me and expect me to prove my innocence. Why should I, after all?"

Simon's expression darkened. "Do you comprehend the consequences of your actions? I’ve spent so many years on that plan, but you ruined everything!”

His outburst was followed by a pained expression as he clutched his wound.

Contempt swam in Abigail's eyes as she countered his words. "Simond, despite years of strategizing, you've still failed. I think it's about time you contemplate your own problem."

These words were enough to cause Simond's face to blanch and his lips to tremble in anger.

"Yes, I was unpredictable. Yet, due to your growing affection, you dragged me over and introduced me to your life. Honestly, did you really think I would thank you for teaching me weaponry and self- defense?" Abigail's words burned with mockery.

There was a dark gaze from Simond's eyes.

"It’s impossible. You sacrificed Andrew, Martin, and Larry to force me into a corner and make my decision. There were other, better choices, but you chose the most despicable one!" Abigail continued. After her declaration, she took a deep breath to stabilize her composure.

"A burglar came a few days after you. I had no choice but to kill that person. I was an ordinary soul forced to resort to self-defense at that moment." Abigail frowned, the pain and resentment made obvious.

Abigail's voice trembled as she spoke, her emotions raw and palpable. "If it hadn't been for you, I'd have never undertaken such a deed. Notwithstanding your honorable cause, your involvement in dragging an innocent soul into your conflict is undeniable."

He gawked at her. "I had no choice."

"It doesn’t matter now whether I killed you father.” Abigail's anger burned with such intensity. "Sean was roped into this matter because of you, and now he has to risk his life to pay for your failures. An ordinary man's forced to fight!"

Simond's throat closed on him, making him unable to say anything.

"If he dies in Ansela, I will never forgive myself. I can't meet his grandparents. I'll die due to my guilt," she declared. She would rather leave this world than reconcile with Sean if the worst happen.

Even if she would be gnawed by regrets, reconciliation would not have been her choice had she known about Simond and Sage's involvement of Sean.

Such a foo! He promised me he would return safe and sound. He was confident about that, but dangers will not just disappear because of his assurance.

"You have underestimated Sean," was Simond's cool comment.

"You know nothing!" Abigail's glare was laced with animosity.

Even with just a one-in-a-million chance of danger, Abigail did not want Sean to be involved. Only heavens know what Simond has in mind.

For the first time, Simond realized how deep Abigail's feelings were for Sean. It was the kind of feelings that no one else could ever relate to.

Both of them were afraid of causing each other pain and were willing to make sacrifices for one another.

A hush fell over the room.

Sage entered as soon as she finished the call and exchanged a look with Simond, after which she left.

Abigail stared at the closed door, her brow furrowed slightly, and she felt helpless.

Sage was now monitoring her around the clock, and she was prepared to sedate her once the effects wore off.

Abigail felt sorrowful as she regretted not having ended Simond's life with that shot.

One week later, Simond and Sage made an agreement that they would no longer drug Abigail. They would just tie her up.

"What did you have Sean do?" Bound in a container, Abigail questioned Sage, who sat outside the car by the fire.

After they assigned Sean a task, they promptly changed locations, which displayed the cunning tactics of mercenaries.

After he returned with freshly caught fish, Simond skewered them on branches and cooked them over the fire.

He overheard Abigail's inquiries to Sage. After he skewered the fish, he turned to her and said, "During our time in Southern East waters, we encountered a band of pirates who stole a chip containing a secret."

An apathetic Abigail heard his words, after which she murmured, "Considering the length of time, they must have deciphered the chip's contents by now."

Simond gazed up at the starry sky. "They couldn't possibly know. Only Sage and I know the password, but Sage has forgotten due to brain injury."

Abigail's skepticism remained, a testament to her resilience. As long as a chip is man-made, it can be decoded with the right tools.