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.
It was just ten minutes away from midnight.
She felt drowsy and slowly slumped onto the couch.
Sean turned to look at her with gentle eyes.
As soon as it struck midnight, fireworks started outside the hotel.
Abigail was startled and quickly looked out the window, only to see colorful fireworks bursting in the sky.
One round of fireworks followed another. She watched in silence.
Suddenly, Sean’s k*ss landed on her cheek.
She turned to look at him and heard him ask, “Is it pretty?”
“Did you arrange this?” Abigail was clearly surprised.
He held her face and asked, “Do you like it?”
“I like fireworks,” she replied eagerly.
Sean released her face and pulled her into his embrace. “Honey…”
“Don’t get cheeky, or I’ll kick you out.” Abigail quickly stopped Sean’s advances as she fully understood his intentions.
He leaned against the couch and stared at her. “So, we can’t even do things that couples do?”
“I have no intention of that.” She turned to look at the fireworks outside.
Her ears were a little red.
He moved even closer and rested his head on her shoulder. “Let’s watch the fireworks together then.”
Because it was nighttime, the fireworks only lasted for about ten minutes.
Abigail resumed watching TV, and Sean was in a rather gloomy mood.
When she fell asleep, he carried her into the bedroom and lay beside her while gazing at her with a sense of melancholy.
Despite all his efforts, he couldn’t make Abigail like him.
True enough, Abigail didn’t see Sean around the next morning.
The set became busy early in the morning. Just then, Abigail received a call from Luna.
“Happy New Year!” Luna exclaimed loudly over the phone.
“Happy New Year to you too,” Abigail replied with a smile.
When Eric saw her, he wanted to say hello, but she was on the phone, so he followed her silently.
“Thank you for working on New Year’s Day. In the future, we won’t accept jobs from the set,” Luna said on the phone. She was full of guilt.
Abigail smiled and her l*ps curved up. “We’ll still take the job if we need the money, or if something unexpected comes up.”
“Alas…
… By the way, I have some gossip news. Is it really just a coincidence that Eric’s throwaway account has nothing to do with him?” Luna asked curiously.
“It should be unrelated,” Abigail replied, but she hesitated in her heart.
