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 ch*ck 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 a*sortment 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?”
She hesitated for a moment before replying, “They’re quite nice. How much did it cost you? I’ll return the money to you.”
After hearing that, Sean regretted making the call. “Can’t you say something nice for once?” His voice was filled with dissatisfaction.
“If you think returning the money isn’t a pleasant gesture, it seems there’s nothing nice left to say,” Abigail responded bluntly.
Surprisingly, he had nothing to say. After a moment of silence, he said, “It appears you were indeed holding back when we were together.”
“Do you have anything else to say? If not, I’m going to hang up. Send me the receipt later, and I’ll transfer the money to you.” She did not like how he had brought up their past.
He sighed and said, “You don’t have to pay me back. Just make me a set of winter clothes, and that will be enough.”
“I’ll consider it,” she replied, wanting to keep her distance from him.
When Sean heard Abigail’s words, his voice turned colder. “Cameron told me that you were unhappy. That’s why I went out of my way to find these things. Yet, it seems you’re deliberately. trying to upset me.”
“It’s late. I’m going to bed,” she stated, wanting to avoid further discussion.
He could not help but think how heartless she was. So, he sighed and said, “Fine. Get some rest.”
After Abigail hung up the call, she threw her phone aside and started reading the embroidery book.
The gold and silver threads Sean gifted her were fine. If she wanted to embroider them, she must be extremely careful. After all, these threads were hard to come by due to their thinness, and it was also difficult to purchase them. In comparison, the threads she had bought were relatively thicker, offering better durability but not as beautiful when embroidering flowers.
In a fleeting moment, she was so engrossed in the book that she lost track of time. It was only when her incessant yawns began that she realized how late it had become-almost 2.30A.M.
The gifts he had given her truly brought her joy. After all, anyone who receives something they adore can’t help but feel incredibly happy and content.
Abigail gathered everything and returned to her room. She carefully placed the gold and silver
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threads into a box to keep them for future use. Then, she lay on the bed with her eyes closed with contentment. As she slowly drifted off to sleep, her mind couldn’t help but recall Sean’s words.
She thought about the extravagant gifts he had given to Joan, such as designer bags and watches. Yet, the gifts he gave her were tailored to her preferences.
In Abigail’s memory, Sean had always struck her as the stereotypical type. Thus, she was surprised by the fact that he now aimed to make her happy by giving her such thoughtful gifts. How happy would I have been if it were in the past… These thoughts swirled in her mind as she drifted off to sleep.
As Abigail peacefully slumbered, Josh spent a restless night plagued by his unsuccessful attempts. to persuade Kelly to return. His efforts had only further fueled her anger. Following their conversation at the hospital, his sister had secluded herself within the confines of her room, refusing to emerge even for dinner. Even his persistent calls to her went unanswered. Consequently, by the time morning broke, he remained wide awake.
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