FreeNovelChapter 91 She Might Escape For the first time, Abigail barged into Sean's bedroom without care. She stood at the doorway, her eyes glistening with tears.
Sean was already displeased with her over the case of Victor. Before she could say anything, he mocked, "You call the way here crying so I wouldn't send him away?" Abigail didn't want to argue with him. "Grandma fell. I need to take a break to see her." She was only worried about her grandmother at the moment.
Sean stopped mocking her, and he stood up. "Go out. I'll be there in a moment." Abigail thought he would threaten her with her work, but it went smoother than she expected.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtThe night was approaching. Abigail cout of the hotel, pacing around the doorway in a hurry. A moment later, Sean's car slowly cout of the parking lot. When the car stopped before her, Abigail felt her Right after she took the seat beside Sean, he asked, "Do you know what happened to your grandmother?" Abigail held her phone, her fingers trembling. "Julie said she's in the emergency room. I have no idea what happened to her." Sean looked at her slender fingers, and he held her hand. "She's not as young as she used to be, and her bones are brittle. Tell her to stay at hat night if possible." Abigail's fingers were numb from the cold, but the moment he held her hand, slivers of warmth swam into her and encased her chilly heart. She looked at Sean. There was exhaustion in his eyes, and he was staring ahead. The lines on his face were tough.
Perhaps something in her had changed, but Abigail thought he looked a bit softer that night, unlike his usual self. She had a lot to say, yet she could say nothing.
They cto the hospital a while later. Julie had gone into the ward with Analise. Sean took Abigail into the ward. Abigail felt much more relieved seeing that her grandmother was fine. She broke free of Sean' "Yeah. Just sprained my leg a little. Julie's a worrywart." Analise smiled lovingly.
Sean approached the bed and checked the medical history. It was just a sprain, and her bones were alright. He was relieved as well.
Analise could see that Sean was exhausted, and she waved at him. "Must've gotten in the way of your work, Sean. Sorry I had to trouble you even when you were working." Sean held Analise's wrinkly hand. For once, he gently said, "It's alright." Analise looked at him, and with concern, she said, "Look at you. So tired, but you still call the way here. This is my fault. I'll go back once my leg is healed. You kids go back to work." S~EaRch the Findwebsite on Gøøgle to access chapters of early and in the highest quality.
"Don't mention it," said Sean.
Abigail went to a corner and summoned Julie over, then she asked how this whole thing happened. Julie said that she was cleaning the kitchen, and Analise insisted on taking the trash out. She fell right after s "Thanks. You go hand get srest. I'll deal with things here." Abigail walked Julie to the door.
Analise had drifted to sleep while she was talking to Sean.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmAbigail approached Sean and whispered, "You go htoo. I can deal with this alone. She should be discharged tomorrow, and I'm coming back to the set after that." Sean was exhausted. It took two hours just to drive all the way from the set to the hospital. It was nearly eleven, and he looked at Abigail coolly. "You're tellingto let Cameron drive while he's exhausted too?"
Abigail pursed her lips, but she said nothing. Sean clicked his tongue and held Abigail's hand. "Yourgrandmother's fine, Xhe said softly, thinking that Abigail was still in shock. "We'll stay at the hospital for the ni Abigail listened as he told Cameron to arrange a caretaker. She then realized he was trying to cheer her up a while ago.
They shared a bed that night, and Abigail thought things were a little cramped. The caretaker drew the curtains shut, cooping the little bed in a small space. Abigail was resting her head on Sean's arm. Her heart was in a rut. When she was drifting to sleep, thebbe
Abigail was resting her head on Sean's arm. Her heart was in a rut.
When she was drifting to sleep, the phone or the nightstand vibrated, and it rang. "Your phone!" Abigail urged Sean, worried it might disturb her grandmother, who was right beside them.
Sean was dead tired. He took his phone and tos
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