Chapter 533 Send Me To The Afterlife
Feeling both disappointed and angry, Sean expressed his grievances to Abigail as a severely injured patient. “Have you considered how your words can affect the speed of my recovery?” he said.
Abigail crossed her arms and stared at him with a poker face.
Sean’s spirits sank, especially since his injuries prevented him from even standing up.
“Why should I care about your feelings? Cameron told me that I am his top priority now, while you come second, retorted Abigail haughtily, showing no concern for Sean’s emotional state. “Be careful with your words, or I’ll have your former subordinate beat you up
Sean chuckled in anger. “Did he really say that?”
“Why wouldn’t he? I pay him 3,000 a month,” replied Abigail. Besides, Cameron had lost an eye because of her. Since he couldn’t get along with Sean, she would protect him no matter what.
“Well, welt, well. I gave him a talking-to yesterday, and today, he went to seek comfort from you, eh? I didn’t know he could be so cheeky,” said Sean. Then, feeling a dull ache in his chest, he immediately clutched it and took quick, shallow breaths.
Abigail panicked at once. “Are you okay? Can’t you handle a little argument?”
him a petulant
just stop arguing
“I was happy to see you here at first… Gasp! But I was wrong. You’re here to send me to the afterlife.
but laugh. “That’s impossible. With Graham International being such a huge company, who would manage it if you were gone? Old Mr. Graham lost over ten pounds managing the company for you back then. Before you go to
Sean, leaning back on the bed while
Suddenly, she said, “It’s good that
for restoring my blood circulation by annoying me today,”
She asked earnestly, “Do you want me
and delicate. “No, there’s no need. Come closer for a minute, and I’ll tell you what happened to
say much and sat down on the edge of
as she sat down, Sean suddenly took her wrist. “On the day of the video call, I was really scared. that I might die. I regretted impulsively rushing to save Luna at the time,” he admitted. He was overcome with grief
died, Abigail might remember him
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there for her when she was at her saddest, slowly entering her heart. The idea that his death would make him
eraser that would gradually crase every bit of their shared moments, ultimately
willing to
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