Chapter 983

Anson smirked and nodded. "If Ricky had contracted with our company, our performance would be better. You can’t get your son to listen to you. Oh, so bad!" He teased.

Victor smiled reluctantly and said, "Yeah, you’re right. I can't control any of them."

In fact, in the afternoon, he didn’t leave but stood outside the door. Ricky’s complaint hurt him badly.

Luckily Gia stood up for him. How could Ricky take an outsider’s side against his father?

At that time, he really wanted to storm into the room and discipline him. He and Ricky hadn’t met each other for half a year, but Ricky became more clingy to his mother, not missing him at all. He was jealous.

Seeing Victor’s strange expression, Anson asked in confusion, "Why are you gnashing?"

"What? I’m not!" Victor denied immediately, lowering his head to avoid Anson’s eyes.

Anson didn’t say anything. He could guess the reason.

"Haha, okay." Anson laughed. "Don't overthink it. Children nowadays have minds of their own. Ricky must have his own reason. Don’t be so sad."

In which universe do you see I am sad? Victor retorted in his heart.

Eden said, "Ricky is still young, he should gain experience at the outside."

"I agree." Victor looked at her and smiled gently.

Anson was speechless again. What a doting husband.

Suddenly, Abigail's charming face appeared in his mind. He couldn’t be more doting when facing Abigail.

"Eden, I poached some corn. Do you want some?"

Abigail's happy voice was heard. Anson was slightly stunned and his entire body tensed up.

Noticing his reaction, Eden frowned slightly.

As soon as Abigail came in and saw Anson's back, she paused. Anson didn’t appear at the party so she thought he would not come.

Eden and she both liked eating corn, so she cooked some that she bought online and wanted to share with Eden. However, she didn't expect to meet Anson.

She immediately understood that he came over now to avoid her.

Glancing at Anson’s slender figure from behind, Abigail straightened her back and walked over with a plate of corn. Why should she evade? It was Anson who was avoiding her.

He could leave if he didn't want to see her.

Anyway, she didn’t do anything.

She unhurriedly walked past him and put the plate on the table.

Eden beamed and said, "Sit here, Abby. I love corn! I’m hungry now."

"Yeah. I knew it." As spoke, she glanced at Victor who was sitting next to Eden.

Leaning against Eden, Victor pursed his lips slightly. This woman was competing for his wife’s attention again.

Eden looked at him from the side. He noticed Eden's smiling eyes so he moved to the other side, making room for Abigail to sit down. Abigail glanced at him complacently as she lifted her brows.

Then, she sat beside Eden.

She gave Anson a casual glance, who was sitting opposite her, and said, "Long time no see, Mr.

Skye."

She hadn't seen Anson for months.

Abigail’s natural greeting made Anson smile. She was getting more and more beautiful. Without him, without the hurt he brought to her, she could be herself. This was the girl that he wanted to see.

But she calling him Mr. Skye hurt him. When had they become so distant?

Abigail gave a corn to Eden and said, "You can eat now, Eden. It’s not hot. Look how fresh it is!"

Eden took it with a smile and said, "Thanks! It looks delicious. White sweet corn is my favorite."

Abigail also picked up one. "It’s our favorite."

She glanced at Anson and Victor. "You two, help yourself."

Victor said reluctantly, "No, thanks."

Abigail smirked and said, "Fine. Yours are mine now. Eden and I can finish it."

Victor glanced at the eight corn on the plate and was slightly stunned. Could they really finish these?

His black eyes sparkled and he laughed. "Nah, why should I give you mine?"

Then, he gave one corn to Anson. "Here, yours."

Anson was hesitant. Seeing Abigail eating happily, he also took a bite of it. It was soft and moderately sweet. He liked the taste.

His mother used to cook yellow sweet corn. But he didn't like it because it tasted too sweet. This white corn was much better.

"Delicious!" He smiled slightly and looked at Abigail spontaneously.

His smile surprised Abigail. This was the first time he smiled ever since the accident happened to him.

She lowered her head slightly. She rarely saw him after he escaped from the hospital. Coward man.

Coward!

Do you want to slip away after winning my love?

No way! Abigail thought to herself.

She took a bite, saying, "It was freshly picked. It's very tasty."

"You really like it, Abby." Anson said.

He didn’t know that she liked corn.

"Yeah. Agriculture is developing very well so I can eat corn every season of the year," Abigail replied with a happy beam.

It was nice to sit down and chat with him again.

He had been hiding from her all the time. Why didn't he hide tonight?

Abigail turned to Eden and asked with a smile, "Eden, do you want some tomorrow? You can’t move too much now, and corn can help you digest."

"Sure! You may buy and cook more and we can eat together tomorrow."

"Alright! I know the dealer and I’ll ask him to send us more," Abigail replied with a smile.

She was finally relieved to see Eden eating happily.

"Do you want to go shopping tomorrow? I can take you." She asked again.

"Okay! Can we also take the kids? I haven't gone shopping with them for a long time."

"Why not? Well, we can also buy them some spring clothes." Abigail was very excited. Since Eden was in hospital, she had not gone shopping.

Abigail chatted with Eden for ten more minutes. Seeing that it was late, she got up and went home.

Anson left with her. Victor stared after them and shook his head helplessly.

"This is the first time that they have talked to each other since they left the hospital, right? They have a really awkward way of getting along."

Eden looked at him and said, "Anyway, they’re willing to talk now."

She gave Victor her arms, looking at him with a gentle smile. "Shall we rest, honey? I believe that Anson will soon figure out what to do."

Hearing her call him honey, Victor felt like he was walking on air.

"Okay, let's go, honey." Victor lifted her in his arms and walked into the room.

Anson came out with Abigail, but he didn't say anything on the way. He knew it was all his fault. It was he who had been avoiding Abby. At this moment, he didn't know what to say, so he could only keep his head down silently, and his eyes were full of pain.

Abigail looked at the clear night sky and took in a deep breath. She broke the ice, "Thank you for that about Joziah!" If he hadn’t been there, she would have been doomed that day.

Anson looked up at her and shook his head slightly. "Never mind, Abby. As long as you’re safe."

Seeing Anson’s driver arrived, Abigail hesitated for a while and then said slowly, "Don’t hide from me. I won't disturb you again. We’re not enemies. We can still chat as usual, like today, right? It’s okay if you don’t love me. Just be friends. Good night."

After she finished, she turned around and walked towards her house.

Anson stared at the view of her back but didn’t move. Her words echoed in his mind.

"Don’t hide from me. I won't disturb you again. We’re not enemies. We can still chat as usual, like today, right? It’s okay if you don’t love me. Just be friends. Good night."

"It’s okay if you don’t love me."

How could he not love her?

The farther he was from her, the deeper his love for her.

"Abby." He called her name distressfully.

Abigail, who was at the door, looked back at Anson. He was standing stilly under the dim street light, far away from her. She couldn’t see his expression, but she could feel his loneliness and pain.

Her heart skipped a beat. She stood still silently, feeling a sharp pain. It had been so long, but every time she saw him, she would still feel excruciating.

At night, the pain in her heart was much more unendurable.

And when she saw him sitting in a wheelchair and forcing a smile, she was anguished.

Anson, let's see who gives in first. Do you think it's good to sacrifice so much for me silently?

I don't need your sacrifice. I need you! Abigail shouted in her heart.

"Shall we go back, Mr. Skye?" Mark walked to Anson and asked. Anson nodded slightly, and Mark pushed him away in the wheelchair.

After watching Anson leave, Abigail turned around and went upstairs.

Eden saw everything from the floor-to-ceiling window. Her heart ached because of Abby's painful footsteps. "Doesn’t Anson know that Abby loves him? Why does he always hide his feelings for her?"

Standing next to her, Victor sighed. "They know their affections for each other, but they don’t say anything. They're like…quarrelsome lovers."

Then, Victor bent down and took Eden to the bed to lie down. Eden looked at him and asked, "Victor, how's spring clothing?"

Victor lay down beside her, holding her in his arms, and said with a smile, "I was inspired by your drawings, and after discussing with the other designers, the styles have been determined. It is now in production. The first batch will be in the market in three days."

Eden grinned happily and said, "I can’t wait to see the new product."

"I’ll show you then." Victor petted her head. "But I like your designs more. The winter clothes you designed were so popular, you know."

Eden closed her eyes and answered, "Well, I’ll show you my skills when I get better. But now I'm sleepy."

Victor smiled and cuddled her. He also fell asleep quickly.