Chapter 732 Childish


    Abigail was sound asleep when she heard a knock on the door. Immediately, she woke up, got out


    of bed, and went to the door, moving the cab and chair aside before opening it.


    Noticing that she didn''t look well, Andrew apologized, "I''m sorry, Ms. Quinn. I made a mistakest


    night. I just didn''t like seeing you chatting happily with Sean Graham. It made me feel bad, so I


    wanted to ruin it, which was why I came in."


    Abigail felt a bit unsure how to respond to his honesty. Andrew, who was tall, strong, and appeared


    decent, seemed somewhat foolish.


    Still, she tried to reason with him. "I am a woman who has a fiancé, and you are a man, so you can''t


    simply enter my room in the middle of the night. It makes me feel unsafe."


    "But I really like you, a foreign woman. I can''t control myself when I see you talking happily with


    other men on the phone. What should I do?" Andrew expressed his distress.


    Then, Abigail noticed an issue. "Are you monitoring my phone calls?"


    "Um… I developed it myself. As long as it is sent to the other person''s phone, I can monitor their


    calls and even ess the camera," he openly admitted.


    Abigail was shocked. "Why did you do that?"


    "I want to hear your voice, but you usually go back to your room without paying attention to us after


    you''re finished with the cooking and chores," Andrew said matter-of-factly.


    "You know, invading my privacy like this is a vition. If you want to talk to me, you can juste


    and tell me directly instead of sneaking around," Abigail said, feeling helpless.


    Andrew nodded. "Alright, then, I''ll disengage the monitoring program."


    "Thank you, but I want to change the lock. I''m worried you won''t be able to control yourself and


    sneak into my room again. You really scared mest night," Abigail sincerely expressed her


    concerns.


    "Changing the lock won''t help. I can pick locks, and I''m good at it. Do you want to see it?" Andrew


    said calmly.


    Finally, Abigail understood. Although Andrew seemed foolish, he was actually quite intelligent and


    had been using his skills for shady purposes.


    Silently, she looked at him. "If I change the lock and you want to see me, you''ll pick the lock, right?"


    "Yes, I will," he admitted with a nod.


    She crouched down and met his eyes. "Andrew, do you understand the difference between right


    and wrong?"


    "You tell me," he answered with a pure expression, looking like an innocent child.


    Abigail pushed his wheelchair, and they left the study, taking a leisurely walk in the yard.


    "You can''t go around picking locks like this because everyone has their privacy. The reason why


    doors are locked is to protect that and the security of each family''s property," she exined patiently


    to him.


    At that moment, Andrew felt an unprecedented sense of calmness in his heart. He enjoyed it when


    she talked to him and took him for walks.


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    "So, if I forget this ability and stop picking locks, then everything will be fine, right?" Andrew turned


    his head to look at her, a smile on his face.


    "Yeah, you''re smart. You can do a lot of useful things," Abigail said.


    "I''m so bored here. My dad is always upstairs doing research, and I''m alone downstairs. I can''t go


    out every day. My dad says that Eswadia is very big, and it will take more than ten years to eat all


    the food in just one town without repeating the same food."


    His eyes were filled with longing, and she felt sorry for him. She had learned a little about him from


    Martin. After he had a problem from taking the wrong drug, he had been in the research room all the


    time.


    When Martin''s health began to decline, he became frightened and kept Andrew locked in the


    research room all day, afraid that he would be discovered and dissected.


    Fortunately, the medicine didn''t have any significant effects; it simply rendered him useless.


    "When Larry''s issue is resolved, I will speak to your father and take you to Eswadia for a visit."


    Abigail crouched down and said gently, "Just don''t enter my room without asking me first."


    "Can you cancel your engagement? I don’t like your fiancé. He''s more attractive and wealthier than


    me. I truly despise him." Andrew didn''t know what was going through his mind, but he felt irritated


    beingpared to someone else.


    Abigail sighed. "That''s impossible. I was previously married to him and love him very much."


    "Huh?" Andrew was confused. Aren''t they husband and wife if they''re already married? Why is she


    referring to him as a fiancé?


    Noticing his confusion, Abigail chuckled. "We got divorced, and now we''re in love again."


    "It''splicated," Andrew said, scratching his head. "Why did you two get divorced? Did he sneak


    into your room and frighten you?"


    Abigail pondered how she should exin it. "No, it''s not that. You''ll understand it in the future," she


    said in the end, thinking that Andrew had a limited understanding of life.


    Although he was a grown-up, his mentality remained as a child and he had no idea of anything.