Female Novel
Chapter 726 I Just Want to Respond to You
Abigail felt dizzy from his kiss and held onto him tightly.
Sean buried his head in her neck and gently asked in a hoarse voice, "What do you want to say?"
"You said you missed me, so I came back," she said with a smile.
"Is there something that you must do behind my back?" he asked, confused by her suddenbehavior. How could he not sense that something was bothering her?
"Are you mad at me again?" She playfully pinched his waist.
"Abby, tell me. What are you going to do?" He looked up at her.
Abigail raised her hand and gently caressed his face. "Nothing. It's because you missed me that Icame back immediately. The design competition over there hasn't even started yet, so there's norush."
"You're not someone who's so melodramatic. I've always understood that." Sean squeezed herhand.
"That was before. I couldn't feel your affection for me, so I always kept my feelings suppressed.Now that I'm sure of your feelings for me, why can't I be more honest with you?" she said earnestly.
"You've convinced me." He kissed her fingertips.
Abigail let out a soft sound. "Sean, it's because you kept saying you missed me on the phone.Every time you said it, my heart felt like it flew back to you. And when you said it twice, I couldn'thelp but want to be close to you."
It was the first time he heard her speak such sweet words.
He kissed her passionately and tore off her clothes without hesitation.
She responded eagerly to him.
After shamelessly spending two days at home with Sean, Abigail boarded a plane to Perou again.
Simond had secretly sent Larry from Eastbay over to Perou to wait for her there.
"I agree with your suggestion, but let's not make it too obvious. Just arrange something to keep mehere." Abigail thought for a few days but couldn't come up with a convincing reason to persuadeSean.
She could only pretend that she couldn't go back due to work commitments, which allowed her toenter Martin's research lab successfully.
"Okay."
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When Abigail returned to Martin's research lab, she handed Larry over to Martin.
Andrew wheeled himself on the wheelchair to a room door, reached out to turn the doorknob, andsaid to Abigail behind him, "This is your room. It's equipped with everything a child needs. If youneed anything else, just inform the guard at the door."novelbin
"Okay, thank you." She walked to the door and glanced at the room's interior.
The room was simply furnished, with all the necessary items and nothing unnecessary.
Andrew looked at her and secretly admired her body curves in his mind.
Abigail didn't notice his actions. She turned to look at him, and he immediately averted his gaze. "Isthere anything else?"
"No, thank you." She walked into the room and placed her suitcase on the bed.
Andrew shut the door gently and wheeled the wheelchair around.
Martin grinned at him before scooping up Larry and heading upstairs.
The fair-skinned Larry didn't show any fear. Instead, he gazed curiously at Martin with his brighteyes.
Martin understood why Abigail chose to save this child because he was indeed very likable.
Abigail checked the room and made sure there were no surveillance cameras before replying toSimond.
'The room's interior is safe, and there are no hidden cameras or anything like that, so rest assured.'
'That's good. If you need anything, feel free to call me. Although there are armed forces here, youcan trust me completely. I'm no worse than them.'
Abigail felt completely at ease after reading Simond's message.
After tidying up the room, she walked out of it.
In the living room, Andrew was engrossed in watching a fantasy TV drama.
"Do you like costume dramas from Eswadia?" Abigail walked over and sat down beside him.
Andrew nodded. "Their people look beautiful in their long dresses, and the elaborate jewelry on theirheads is especially stunning."
She nodded in agreement but didn't say anything further.
"I heard you're a fashion designer. Can you make these clothes?" He turned to ask her.
She leaned back on the couch. "Yes, as fashion designers, we have the ability to custom-designclothing. Those who cannot are merely amateurs."
Andrew looked at her with interest. "Really? My father often talks to me about Eswadia. He says thevariety of cuisines there is endless, and the clothing styles are diverse. They change with each era."
"That's true. After all, Eswadia boasts a history of five thousand years." She willingly shared theseinsights with him.
After all, she still relied on Martin to provide medical treatment for Larry.
"I feel quite bored here alone. I can only pass the time by watching these TV dramas. But I want toknow how the five thousand years of history have been passed down. I've read some books, butthey all seem complicated to me. I can't quite grasp it," Andrew said slowly. He noticed thatwhenever he talked to her about her country, her eyes lit up.
It seemed like he had stumbled upon the right topic to engage in conversation.
Abigail felt he had asked a very complex question.
Explaining the intricacies of a 5,000-year history would require a significant amount of time.
"To understand this, one must study slowly. Even children in our country, from middle school touniversity, may not delve into it extensively." She scratched her face with her hand. She was willingto talk about it, but her understanding of the subject wasn't very deep either.