Chapter 533


    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


    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 seekfort from you, eh? I


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    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?”


    Sean’s face turned pale, giving him a petnt appearance. “Do I look okay to you?”


    “Then why don’t you just stop arguing with me? You’ll be fine,” replied Abigail.


    Sean clutched his chest in pain and said angrily, “I was happy to see you here at first… Gasp! But I


    was wrong. You’re here to send me to the afterlife. I should’ve kept my eyes closed and driven you


    guys crazy with worry.”


    Abigail couldn’t help butugh. “That’s impossible. With Graham International being such a huge


    “Shut up, or you’ll make me cough up blood,” said Sean, leaning back on the bed while clutching his


    chest. tightly.


    Abigail pursed her lips. Suddenly, she said, “It’s good that you woke up. You’ll recover eventually.”


    “Thank you for restoring my blood cirction by annoying me today,” replied Sean with a look of


    displeasure.


    Abigail continued to smile. She asked earnestly, “Do you want me to call the doctor?”


    Sean reclined in bed, appearing frail and delicate. “No, there’s no need. Come closer for a minute, and


    I’ll tell you what happened to me. Xavien said you wanted to hear it.”


    Abigail didn’t say much and sat down on the edge of his bed.


    As soon 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


    ovee with grief back then because Xavien looked like he was already dead.


    He thought that if he died, Abigail might remember him for a year, forget about him after two years, and


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    start a new life after three years. Eric would certainly be there for her when she was at her saddest,


    slowly entering her heart. The idea that his death would make him the love of her life was merely a self-


    moments, ultimately leaving nothing behind.


    At that moment, he deeply regretted it because he wasn’t willing to ept this. He wanted to stay alive


    and be with Abigail.


    After listening to his story, Abigail replied softly, “But you came back, didn’t you? Thank you for saving


    Luna. She was deeply traumatized by that incident; even now, she still can’t bear to recall those


    memories. Whenever she tries, she’s ovee with fear.”


    “I guess I did something good then. Maybe God took pity on me and didn’t take me with Him,” said


    Sean.


    Abigail looked at him quietly, feeling the coldness of his hand. It was much colder than before,


    indicating the toll the incident had taken on him. “Did you only start regretting it when you were on the


    brink of death?” she asked, looking at him intently.


    “I was too confident; I thought I wouldn’t die. It wasn’t that serious at first, but then the mobsters came-”


    He stopped mid-sentence.


    “Go on. I want to hear it,” urged Abigail.


    Sean thought for a moment and slowly continued, “Luckily, Luna had left beforehand. Later, the


    mobsters. came and started firing indiscriminately. The audience members fell off the stage, and the


    tiger, the lion, and the bear pounced on them and tore them apart. The screams were endless; it was


    like a massacre.” Looking back now, he realized it wasn’t God’s mercy on him and Xavien, but the


    bodyguards who had. gone with them. All of them had sacrificed themselves to ensure their safe


    escape.


    As the light in his eyes slowly dimmed, Abigail unconsciously held his hand. “What’s the matter?”


    Sean replied, “Xavien took more than 100 men with us, but only he and I survived.” Only at this


    moment did painful emotions creep into his heart. He did not remember the faces of every single one of


    those people, but they had selflessly shielded him and Xavien from bullets with their own bodies to


    ensure their safe escape.


    Sadness surged within Abigail as she sensed the man’s unspeakable grief. She didn’t know how to


    lives were sacrificed not for Sean but for Luna.


    “It was Vincent. I saw him at the Golden Triangle,” Sean suddenly said. He was determined to get even


    with Vincent for the more than 100 lives lost.


    “But Vincent has been in Capitalis all this time. There’s evidence to prove it,” Abigail said.


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