Chapter 92 It’s Raining

“Take the call,” Sean said groggily. He took a deep breath, and he still sounded nasal. He was obviously annoyed by the call.

Abigail noticed that it was from Joan. A moment of silence later, she said, “It’s from Joan.”

Sean’s eyes snapped open, and he took the phone before answering the call. “What’s wrong?”

“It’s raining, Sean. I’m scared,” said Joan, her voice breaking up. She sounded like a crying cat.

Abigail looked at Sean.

“I’m not at the hotel,” said Sean, not as impatient as he was before.

Oh, so he’s going to go to her if he’s at the hotel? Annoyed, she stomped Sean’s calf.

Sean gasped in pain and looked at Abigail coldly. Abigail blinked innocently.

“You went out?” Joan asked, surprised. She knew Abigail took a leave because her grandmother was

but she didn’t know when

share a room

head buzzed. Sean’s arm got numb as well. He looked at Abigail and pulled back his arm, and then he

held her and turned her around. “What were you

I dare?” said Abigail quietly. “It’s late, and yet you still took the call. Grandma doesn’t sleep deeply. You could’ve woken

you kicked me?”

accident. I just wanted to stretch my legs.” Abigail

at her. “Do I look

go back to sleep.” Abigail

waist and slid it

quietly, “Grandma’s right beside

us to have kids. Sean looked at Abigail coolly. “She’ll be happy

and she

closer and said imposingly, “So,

heating up. She struggled and answered, “No.

with, and it creaked when

quiet, you guys, even

and didn’t move an inch. Sean’s arms were wrapped around her waist,

red. Abigail wanted to bite Sean. You can’t say that.

“You’re going at

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