Chapter 763 Let Her Cry


    Abigail ended the call with Simond and hesitated for a while before dialing Sean''s number.


    She made several attempts, but Sean didn''t answer.


    She spected that he might consider it a strange number and mistake it for a scam, so he chose


    not to pick it up.


    After a moment of thought, she decided to send a message to Sean. ''I''m Abigail Quinn. My phone


    was destroyed, and I''m borrowing someone else''s.''


    Shortly after sending the message, she received a call from him.


    She quickly answered the call and felt a sense of relief as tears welled up in her eyes. "Sean, I—"


    "Can you exin what you''ve been doing?" Sean''s voice was cold. "You''ve been lying to me,


    haven''t you?"


    Her throat tightened as she struggled to express the multitude of emotions. Eventually, she let out a


    forcedugh. "Yes, I''ve been lying to you all along. I was nning to exin everything to you after


    it was all over."


    "If it''s because of Luna, you could have just told me. Why didn''t you? Do you really think so little of


    me that you''d rather believe Simond than me?!" Sean''s voice was filled with anger.


    Abigail listened quietly while being unsure of her feelings.


    She felt sorry for him, but she wasn''t overly upset by his questioning today.


    This day was bound toe. Sean had found out, and she no longer needed to live burdened by


    secrets.


    "It''s not that I don''t believe you, but there are things I must keep from you," she said softly. "I


    apologize, but... if you can''t forgive me, I won''t me you."


    "Abigail." Sean''s voice trembled with emotion, but he quickly subdued it. "You''re with another man


    and raising a child in secret. How am I supposed to ept that? Tell me whose child it is and what


    your rtionship is with that man. I won''t inquire about anything else. Just tell me, and we can


    pretend none of this ever happened."


    "I can''t reveal the child''s identity yet. It''s not the right time. As for the man, he''s just a doctor''s son. I


    went to see him regarding my matters." Abigail''s voice grew steadily calmer.


    In truth, she didn''t believe that he truly wanted to pretend nothing had happened.


    They would have disagreements in the future, and he might dwell on these thoughts, leading to


    unnecessary worries.


    "Do you truly not care about our rtionship?" he asked her.


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    "Do you not know whether or not I care about our rtionship? Sean, I know it''s wrong for me to


    keep things from you, but I have my own matters to attend to. I need to finish what I have to say. If


    you don''t want to forgive me or get angry with me, I''ll exin when Ie back." She didn''t want to


    argue with him over the phone.


    And she didn''t have the energy for it anymore.


    Originally, she had only called to hear his voice, but she didn''t expect this oue.


    Sean''s throat tightened, and after a moment of silence, he said, "Fine. If you don''t want to say it,


    then forget it. Do as you please."


    "Okay," she replied before ending the call.


    Abigail held her phone tightly. Then, she silently ran her fingers through her hair, lowered her head,


    and bit her lip to stifle her sobs.


    Upon seeing her tears, Andrew crawled to her side despite the pain in his body. He gritted his teeth


    as he sat up and gently ced his hand on her shoulders.


    "Why don''t you tell your fiancé about the child?" he asked softly.


    Abigail didn''t answer. She choked softly as her tears fell to the ground one by one.


    Martin sighed softly. "Never mind. There must be reasons she can''t talk about."


    "Abigail... don''t cry." Andrew awkwardly tried tofort her.


    Abigail''s nose tingled, and Andrew''s attempt atforting her only intensified her pain. She


    suppressed her sobs as her shoulders shook with emotion.


    He started to feel uneasy as he diverted his clear gaze to Martin, who gently shook his head. "Let


    her cry it out for a bit."


    After having narrowly escaped death, she joyfully called her fiancé, only to receive such devastating


    news. Who wouldn''t be heartbroken?


    In her moment of greatest need, the absence of encouragement felt like her mental support had


    crumbled.


    …


    Sean held his phone and remained silent for an extended period.


    Seeing his distress, Xavien hesitated before speaking up, "She might be really in trouble this time...


    It doesn''t seem like Simond to deceive us."


    "Might?" Sean''s eyes were bloodshot as he questioned.


    He had searched day and night, only to discover that she was safe with Simond.


    She would rather trust Simond, an outsider, than her own fiancé, which was he himself. While he


    was worried sick about her, she was still ying dangerous games with Simond.


    Xavien bowed his head in the face of Sean''s anger.


    Sean didn''t want to take it out on him. Back during the Golden Triangle incident, when Xavien risked


    his life to save him, Sean had already considered him as one of his kin.


    "Let''s wait until she''s back in the country before we talk more. I don''t care if she''s still acting or


    trying to trick me into forgiving her." Sean stood up.


    "Mr. Graham, you should rest. I''ll handle the investigation," Xavien reassured him.


    Sean patted his shoulder. "Thank you for your hard work."


    He appearedposed, but as soon as he entered the room, he forcefully mmed the door shut.


    Xavien found Abigail''s phone number and dialed it.