Abigail’s Second Life (Abigail and Sean) novel Chapter 172

Chapter 172 Let’s Spend New Year’s Eve Together

They finished work early on New Year’s Eve. Lewis had arranged a dinner at the hotel.

Abigail had a bit of alcohol. When she returned to her room after taking a shower, she noticed that it was snowing again outside.

Snowflakes were falling slowly outside the window. She had originally intended to make a video call to Analise, but after drinking a few rounds, it was already past 10.00PM.

She leaned against the window and watched a TV series. In a daze, she heard a knock on the door.

She paused the TV series and tilted her head to listen. After hearing the knocking sound again, she got up to open the door.

To her surprise, she found Sean outside. “Aren’t you spending New Year’s with your grandmother?”

“She’s already asleep, so I came over. It’s not even midnight yet, so I made it in time,” Sean said as he walked in.

He was wearing a cashmere coat with a scarf, and there were some water droplets on it. They must have melted from the snow.

Abigail closed the door and frowned. “It’s going to be hard to explain this to them now.”

“Just tell them that we’re a married couple then.” Sean turned and looked at Abigail.

She immediately replied, “No way.”

She seemed afraid of people finding out about their relationship as she didn’t even hesitate, but Sean thought that she was more afraid of Eric knowing about it.

At this thought, Sean was displeased. “Abigail, is it because I’m not presentable, or are you worried that our relationship will affect your interactions with people on the set?”

“Are you here to pick a fight with me?” Abigail’s face fell.

Sean wondered, Who’s trying to pick a fight?

“I came all this way to spend New Year’s Eve with you, and this is how you talk to me?”

Abigail mumbled, “It’s not like I asked you to come.”

“I dare you to say it again.” Sean reached out and pinched her chin while appearing angry, but his actions were more like flirting.

She thought he was being serious and looked at him while asking, “Are you angry?”

“Can’t you say something nice?” Sean frowned, but his tone carried a hint of indulgence.

Abigail replied seriously, “I can’t.”

Sean rubbed her chin with his hand for a moment, then let go before taking her hand. He looked at her and said, “Do you just enjoy making me angry?”

She pushed his hand away. “If you didn’t come, no one would make you angry. You came here to be abused on your own.”

He reached out to touch her face again. “Was the dinner delicious? Are you busy tomorrow?”

“I’m not as picky as you,” Abigail replied casually.

“Let’s celebrate New Year together then.” Sean held her hand as they walked toward the bedroom.

Abigail resisted for a moment and said, “You should get your own room, or how am I going to explain it tomorrow?”

“There’s no need to explain. I’ll accompany you until 3.00AM, and then I’ll leave,” Sean said before wrapping his arm around her shoulder and pulling her to sit on the couch.

This time. Abigail didn’t refuse. She calmly pressed on the TV remote.