Abigail’s Second Life (Abigail and Sean)
Chapter 702 Argument

Abigail remained silent. She stood up, grabbed her coat, and left.

Josh watched her departure, then sat down and turned to Sean. "What's with the sudden outburst?"

"What is your true intention in going to Saraville?" Sean lost his appetite for breakfast and leaned back in his chair to ask.

"I already told you I'm going to see someone. What do you think I'm doing?" Josh replied as he served himself a bowl of soup.

Sean stopped talking and hesitated whether to let Xavien continue investigating the whole matter concerning Alice.

Alice had saved his life; even though she had passed away peacefully and contentedly, Sean was not willing to be kept in the dark.

"What's wrong with you? You finally got together with her, and you're arguing?" Josh asked again.

"We didn't argue. I just didn't sleep well last night and got a bit cranky. She's always so busy. I wish she could spend more time with me." Sean put down his phone and thought it would be better not to investigate to avoid causing problems and breaking up with Abigail again.

Josh understood him. "Give her some more time. Maybe she's also trying to settle the company's affairs as soon as possible so she can marry you?"

Sean smiled silently and did not say anything.

If only that were the case.

Abigail contacted Ronaldo again, but unfortunately, Ronaldo still did not respond to her.

After she transferred to Eastbay, Abigail went to the hospital where Larry was.

Larry was very different from before.

As soon as he saw Abigail, he made a cheerful sound and called out to her.

Abigail picked him up and asked, "Larry, how have you been lately?"

Larry reached out his hand, as pale as paper, and gently grabbed her hair as he made a sound like a tinkling bell.

"His condition has been very good lately." The nurse at the side told Abigail with a smile.

"How is he doing?" Abigail asked instinctively.

The nurse went to the side, took out his medical record from the cabinet, and handed it to Abigail.

"The pills Mr. Fernandez brought recently have been very effective. He feels much better after taking them, but there aren't many pills left." The nurse was worried. "I asked Mr. Fernandez, and he said that the doctor who made the pills had an accident and couldn't make them anymore."

Abigail finally understood that she was supposed to take the prescription to Martin to make the pills.

"If I have the prescription, can the hospital make them?" She didn't know who Martin was or where he was.

"We can't. When Mr. Fernandez brought the pills to the hospital, he asked us to make them, but even with the prescription, it's useless." The nurse shook her head.

Even chefs had different levels of skill, let alone doctors.

Traditional medicine doctors were even more profound.

Abigail nodded.

After she spent half a day with Larry, Abigail decided to go and replace Ronaldo herself.

When she arrived at Ronaldo's house, she asked around and found out that Ronaldo had gone abroad.

It seemed that he really had distanced himself from her.

Abigail returned to the airport then, took out her phone, and dialed Ronaldo's number again.

Unfortunately, he still didn't answer.

'I know you blame me for bringing Larry here and causing Alice's death. If you really hate me, then help me replace Martin. Once Larry's issue is resolved, you can do whatever you want with me, and I'm willing to bear it. Now that Larry's treatment has reached this point, if you ask me to give up halfway, Alice's efforts will be wasted!'

Not long after she sent this message, Ronaldo called back.

As soon as Abigail answered, she heard Ronaldo say angrily, "You've killed Alice. Who else do you want to kill?! Alice's prescription is not complete. She asked you to replace Martin to continue trying her method. For one child, are you going to let two people lose their lives?!"

His words left Abigail silent.

"Abigail, no matter how many benefits you offer, I don't want to assist you. Alice sacrificed her life for a child who had no connection to her. She was willing to do so, but what about us, the living?" Ronaldo continued, his voice trembling.

"I used to greatly admire you and was willing to lend a hand, but when I consider Alice's death being linked to me, I cannot bear it. Everyone asks me how the elderly lady died, how she could suddenly pass away when she was so healthy. How am I supposed to respond?"

"I apologize..." Abigail's eyes welled up with tears. "But Larry's medication is running out."

"What does that have to do with me? I don't know any Martin, please don't call me again!" Ronaldo stated firmly before hanging up the phone.

Abigail took a deep breath and walked to the side, sitting down as she gazed at the high ceiling of the airport, her eyes filled with confusion.

What should she do?

Martin... If she managed to obtain this prescription, would something truly happen?

Abigail was lost in thought when her phone rang once more.

Seeing that it was Simond calling, Abigail answered the call. "What's going on?"

"Who are you searching for? I can assist," Simond asked directly.

"I'm not certain if I should be looking for anyone," Abigail hesitated. Was it truly worth it for the sake of Larry's well-being?

And was everything she was doing... truly beneficial for Luna?

"Luna's condition is deteriorating. If Larry's health issue can be resolved with the prescription you have, it would be easy to determine who his father is. This way, it would also be advantageous for Luna." Simond's voice was cold and serious.