Abigail’s Second Life (Abigail and Sean) novel Chapter 352

Chapter 352 Comply With One’s Liking

As Abigail prepared for a good night’s sleep, she was startled by a sudden knock on her door, followed by the ringing of her phone. When she picked up her phone, she noticed it was a call from a delivery man. She furrowed her brow, puzzled since she hadn’t placed any food orders. So, she answered the call and said, “Hello.”

“Are you Ms. Quinn? I have a delivery for you,” the delivery man said enthusiastically.

“I didn’t order any food,” she replied politely.

“Your friend ordered it. I’ve left it at your doorstep since I still have another delivery to make,” the delivery man explained before ending the call.

Abigail wondered which friend might be behind this late-night food delivery. After all, Luna knew she didn’t have a habit of eating midnight snacks. The possibilities whirled in her mind. Could it be Kelly, and what is she up to again?

Just as she put her phone down and was going to check the delivery, she received a message from

Sean.

“Did you get the delivery?’

Abigail looked at the message and felt speechless.

‘What did you send me?”

‘Why don’t you find out yourself? It’s already at your doorstep.

Thus, she had no choice but to go outside and retrieve the delivery that Sean had sent. Opening the door, she found a large gift box placed outside. She couldn’t help but wonder what was inside.

As she hoisted the box, Abigail quickly noticed its weight, and upon bringing it indoors, she eagerly unboxed the package. Within, she discovered a book, several rolls of fabric, and an assortment of gold and silver threads. She couldn’t help but admire how well he had nailed this gift choice.

The book she found was particularly valuable, a professional guide to various embroidery techniques, including the unique art of using gold and silver threads. Engrossed in her newfound treasure, she was interrupted by the ring of her phone. She picked it up and saw that it was Sean. She answered the call and asked, “Where did you find these?” While speaking, she walked toward the living room.

On the other end of the line, he responded nonchalantly, “I stumbled upon them randomly. I thought you’d find them valuable, so I arranged for the delivery.”

Abigail ran her fingers over the fabrics Sean had chosen; they exuded quality and, to her surprise,

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seemed rather expensive. Her skepticism crept into her voice as she commented, “It’s not easy fo me to find these fabrics, yet you found them randomly?

He cleared his throat and said, “Do you like them?”