…
Troubled, Cameron could only reply, “I see.”
After signing the documents, Sean grabbed his coat and strode away. He had just opened the door when Abigail, who was eavesdropping at the door, fell forward.
Sean didn’t dodge, so Abigail fell right into his arms.
It looked like she was doing it on purpose.
Sean lowered his head. A panicked yet pretty face was reflected in his dark pupils.
“Um… You’re done with work already?” Abigail recovered her balance and looked numbly at the man.
“Yes,” he responded, but he didn’t seem like he was up for conversation.
“Let us go home, then!” She was overjoyed, and she smiled brilliantly.
Sean felt something odd rising within his heart. Us? Home…
She seemed like a little child in kindergarten who waited for hours and finally saw her parents, who were here to take her home.
Worried that Analise was getting impatient, Abigail stopped caring about physical touch as she dragged Sean with her and hastily led the way.
Cameron looked at his boss rushing to leave, then suddenly realized why Sean would cancel even the important meeting tonight.
They were a lovey-dovey couple, so Cameron knew that he shouldn’t get in the way.
He sniffled and steeled himself to endure the insults and reprimands that would ensue when he talked to the partners later.
…
Abigail sped all the way home.
Sean sat on the passenger seat, dealing with work documents in his inbox on his iPad as he asked nonchalantly, “What happened to Grandma?”
She whipped her head around to glance at him with a shocked expression. She didn’t expect him to be concerned about this. “Her diabetes got so serious that she might lose her sight. She already has difficulty seeing things.”
Sean didn’t respond.
Abigail took a glance and saw that he was focused on his iPad screen. She didn’t know if he was listening or not.
He was probably just asking.
“Grandma hid it from me because she didn’t want me to worry, so don’t spill the beans,” Abigail reminded Sean, worried.
This time, Sean responded. “Okay.”
After that, the two never said another word. The car was awkwardly silent.
Standing in front of the entrance to her home, Abigail took a deep breath to calm her nervous heart as she feared that Sean wasn’t good enough at acting.
Sean watched as Abigail stood in front of the door, taking deep breaths and making mental preparations for five minutes, yet never having the intention to enter.
He frowned a little. Without waiting for Abigail any longer, he took her hand and placed her thumb on the fingerprint lock, unlocking the door.
“Wait, I – ” Before Abigail could shout in surprise, she heard the man’s low voice ringing in her ears. “Grandma, we’re home.”
Sean’s voice was warm and gentle, unlike in the past.
“Sean! Hurry, you must be so hungry! Come and eat!”
Analise was waiting for them. When she saw the two coming home, she hastily got up and welcomed them.
Perhaps because the couch was a little too low, Analise couldn’t get up right away.
Sean hastened his steps and held onto Analise’s arm to offer support. “If you want to visit us next time, just give us a call. Abby and I will pick you up. We’ll get worried if you come here alone.”
Every single word from him was filled with concern.
When Abigail saw that, she felt the corners of her eyes tearing up.
That was the extent of Sean’s capabilities. With a face like that, no one could escape his coaxing.
She had been with him for so long, but she had never heard such a long utterance from him.
“You’re both busy, so I don’t want to trouble you. I know my way even when I’m alone.” Analise patted Sean’s hand, looking content.
“It’s no trouble at all. If you say that, Grandma, are you treating your grandson-in-law as an outsider?” Sean’s voice turned a little sterner as he said seriously.
Analise hastily waved her hands. “No, no, of course not! I’m just scared that you’re busy, so – “
Sean interrupted her and said word-by-word, “No matter how busy we may be, you take priority. You’ll never be in our way.”
Analise nodded, her smile so wide that she couldn’t close her mouth.
During dinner, Sean took great care of Analise, so much so that Abigail didn’t have the chance to help out.
When Abigail looked at Sean, there was gratefulness in her eyes and also admiration.
He was too good at acting.
If she hadn’t reminded him about it before, she wouldn’t know that this was all an act.
After dinner, Abigail cleaned up the table, then got up and went to the kitchen to wash the dishes.
Sean, who never did house chores in his life, broke the record when he asked her for a tablecloth to wipe the table with.
“No, it’s okay, I’ll deal with that. Go and chat with Grandma.” Abigail gripped the tablecloth in her hands tightly, a look of terror on her face.
“If I’m just chilling while her granddaughter busies around, she’ll feel uncomfortable about it,” Sean explained, then reached out his hand.
When Abigail thought about it, she felt that it made sense. After some hesitation, she passed the tablecloth to him.
Then, she asked carefully, “Do… Do you know how to wipe the table?”
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