Chapter 238

Chapter 238 Fond of You

Sean treasured the items that Abigail bought, and he couldn’t bear to waste them, even though the inte

ntion behind the fruit basket wasn’t entirely kind. Xavien felt like Sean was inviting trouble upon himself.

Around noon, Analise woke up, and the doctor conducted another full–b*dy check–

up on her. The doctor remarked, “Her diabetes is getting serious. It seems she’s not taking her insulin o

n time, affecting her eyesight. Is she still going to be so stubborn?”

Abigail gave Analise a playful but stern look, and her grandmother bashfully averted her eyes, saying, “I

’m getting old, and my memory isn’t what it used to be. It’s normal for me to forget things.”

“I’ve bought a house, so it doesn’t matter what you say–

you’re not going back to stay in that village.” Abigail’s expression turned serious. “You’re not allowed to

reject my offer again, or I might get angry.”

After this incident, Analise no longer attempted to argue with Abigail. The elderly woman gazed lovingly

at her. “I’m sorry for making you worry, Abigail,” she said compa*sionately.

Abigail hesitated for a moment as tears welled up in her eyes. “It’s all over now, so everything’s fine.”

he contemplated whether to tell Analise about Josh. However, she suspected that her grandmother alre

ady knew that he was the one who saved her. She didn’t bring it up, and she refrained from saying muc

h.

“She can get discharged after this round of IV drips,” the doctor uttered before leaving.

Fortunately, Analise didn’t have any severe injuries after this incident. As Abigail was packing up, Analis

e let out a long sigh. “Joan shared a lot of stuff about Sean and you.”

After hearing her grandmother’s words, Abigail paused momentarily but soon resumed her actions. “W

hat did she say?”

Analise waved it off, saying, “Ah, let’s not discuss this further. Some of the things I heard were unpleas

ant, and it’s embarra*sing to talk about them, even after all these years. In the future, we can live our liv

es without having to worry about others.” She mumbled, “Why… Do you think Sean is so close to peopl

e like Joan and Kingston?”

Abigail’s gaze flickered briefly, but she quickly cleared her mind of other thoughts before turning to give

Analise an exasperated look. “Let’s not concern ourselves with others.”

Analise nodded. “Alright. I’ll listen to you and no one else.”

Eric arrived when Analise was discharged. Analise didn’t know who he was, so she treated him as one

of Abigail’s friends. With Analise’s legs feeling sore, he and Abigail a*sisted the elderly woman

out of the ward.

Eric’s eyes sparkled with joy as he playfully remarked to Analise. “The fact that Abigail knows someone

as handsome as me shows she’s a magnet for attractive men. But do you think I’m good- looking? Eve

n my grandmother doesn’t hold that opinion.”

Analise looked at him, puzzled, and asked, “Don’t you consider yourself handsome? You look as good

as a celebrity on TV.”

Abigail couldn’t quite tell if Eric was being humble or just playfully bantering with Analise. Did he not rea

lize how handsome he was? Abigail couldn’t believe her ears.

The three of them continued chatting while waiting for the elevator. When the elevator doors opened,

ean stood inside, stunned as he saw them.

Analise’s smile stiffened as she looked at Sean, appearing both helpless and anxious.

“Grandma,” Sean greeted her, breaking the silence. When he shifted his gaze to Eric, his eyes turned i

cy and menacing momentarily.

In contrast, Eric remained neutral, avoiding Sean’s gaze and focusing on Abigail. Eric’s smile faded slig

htly.

Unwittingly, Abigail tightened her grip on Analise’s arm but maintained her smile.

“Oh, did someone from your family get admitted to the hospital, Sean?” Analise wasn’t as cruel as Abig

ail–she caved and initiated a conversation with him.

Abigail consciously tried to ignore Sean, directing her conversation toward Eric. “By the way, that TV sh

ow I was part of… When is it airing?”

Eric’s smile widened as she shifted her attention to

him. “What’s the matter? Are you excited?” he asked with enthusiasm.

“I’m eager to know if the audience likes it,” Abigail said with hope. They continued chatting as if Sean di

dn’t exist.

“It’s not my family; my a*sistant got hospitalized, so I came over to check on him,” Sean responded, his

gaze fixed on Abigail. His clenched fists and the icy aura around him were noticeable.

Analise sensed the tension and nodded. She spoke patiently, “Miss Palmer cares about you. She sacrif

iced her reputation for you, so you should treat her well. It would save both your families a lot of trouble

.”

Though Analise didn’t express herself directly, Sean quickly grasped her underlying message. He pond

ered, Grandma wouldn’t have been kidnapped if I had accepted Joan from the start, and Abigail wouldn

’t have had to go through so much trouble. She’s blaming me for causing them so much trouble, and sh

e’s doing it in front of Eric. At that thought, he felt a pang of guilt.

Sean vividly remembered the times when Abigail was upset with him

at home. On the other hand, Analise would still speak to him with her usual cheerful and kind tone, mak

ing him feel cherished. However, he was no longer part of such a loving family. A sharp ache in his che

st made it hard to breathe. He realized he had lost not only Abigail but also his grandmother.

“I’m sorry, Grandma. During my marriage, I never had feelings for another woman.” He looked deep int

o Abigail’s eyes as he spoke in the sincerest tone ever.

Analise didn’t know how to respond. A look of concern appeared in Eric’s eyes as he watched Abigail, c

learly invested in her response.

Abigail relaxed her grip on

Analise’s arm. She hadn’t noticed how tense she had become upon seeing Sean, but her expression re

mained calm as she gave him a distant, empty look. “Is there anything else you’d like to say, Mr. Graha

m? My grandmother’s legs are sore from being kidnapped, so she shouldn’t stand too long.”

Sean noticed that Abigail hadn’t responded to his words, even after everything he said. The look in his

eyes darkened a little, and a mixture of disappointment and dejection surfaced in his gaze. “We’ll head

off now.” Abigail held onto Analise’s arm and nodded to Sean before she looked away and walked

past him.