"I''ll hit him up," Abigail said.


    She left her suitcase downstairs and asked a servant to lug it up for her.


    Inside, she found Elliot''s number and gave him a ring. It didn''t take long for him to pick up, and his cheerful voice came through. "Abigail, you finally called!" Elliot said.


    "Yeah, were you looking for me?" Abigail asked.


    Elliot paused for a moment before speaking in a softer tone, "I was just worried about you. Now that you''re back, I''m relieved."


    "Did you talk to your parents about what I mentionedst time?" Abigail asked.


    "Not yet," Elliot admitted.


    Before Abigail could say anything, he continued, "I get how you feel, but we already talked about this. I asked them for this marriage. If I go back now and tell them to forget it, I don''t know how to exin it." Abigail went quiet. This whole thing started with her. She was the one who approached Elliot for this arrangement, and now she wanted out. It wasn''t fair to him.


    It was tough for both of them.


    The wedding had already happened, and so many people had shown up. Calling it off now would be embarrassing for both families.


    "I''m sorry. I didn''t think it through before," Abigail said. "If there''s really no other way, we can go ahead and sign the marriage agreement."


    "It''s okay. Take your time to think it over. I''m not in a rush," Elliot replied.


    "Alright, I''ll get in touch then," Abigail said.


    She hung up and flopped onto the bed, pulling the nket over herself.


    Since she got back, she hadn''t had a moment of peace. Not long after, Alvin came to talk about getting married soon. He was worried the Sullivan family might back out, and the sooner they got married, the better. After dealing with Alvin, Nancy came over, showing her some jewelry and asionally bringing up Elliot. Unlike Alvin, she didn''t push Abigail to get married soon but kept praising Elliot.


    Later, Oliver also came to see her, nagging so much that Abigail couldn''t stand it. She even regretted her earlier decision.


    So, early the next morning, she bolted. She took a cab to Aurora''s neighborhood, not to see Aurora but to get her car, which was still parked there.


    When she got to the entrance, she realized she couldn''t get in and had to call Aurora to let her in.


    Soon, Aurora came out, thrilled to see her, and pulled her inside.


    On the way, Aurora said, "Since that incidentst time, the neighborhood has been super strict about checking everyone whoes in and out. Next time youe, call me in advance so I cane out to get you." Abigail nodded, thinking she definitely wouldn''te again. "This is good, at least it''s safer," she said.


    "Those bad people will always find a way in; it''s just rtively safer," Aurora replied. Then she asked, "Are you here to see me?"


    "I''m here to get my car and check on you. Has anyone been bothering you?" Abigail asked.


    Aurora''s expression changed slightly, and she hesitated before saying, "No one hase. But being alone at home makes me anxious. It would be nice if you coulde and keep mepany more often." "Doesn''t Landone back?" Abigail asked.


    "Landon? He dropped me off at the door yesterday and took off. I''ve told you, he doesn''te back easily," Aurora sighed, a hint of sadness in her eyes.


    Abigail suddenly felt a bit sorry for her but didn''t know how tofort her. She couldn''t really judge Landon''s character, but she knew he wasn''t a good person.


    Since he wasn''t a good person, it wasn''t surprising that he didn''t visit his mother.


    Aurora said, "Last time, I wanted to treat you to a meal, but then that incident happened. Let''s make up for it this time. Do you have time for a meal?"


    Abigail couldn''t refuse. She was silent for a moment and then nodded. "Yeah, I have time."


    Aurora told her to wait at home while she went out to buy groceries. Abigail wanted to go with her, but Aurora insisted that Abigail''s injury hadn''t healed and told her to stay home and rest. Abigail had no choice but to wait for Aurora to return.


    She sat in the house for a while and then remembered Landon''s photo. She walked to the liquor cab and took down the photo.


    In the photo, Landon looked very young, but there was already a mature air, a kind of precociousness.


    Abigail''s understanding of Landon had always been shallow. She knew nothing about his past. To her, Landon seemed both familiar and strange, almost unreal.


    However, this photo made her feel like she was glimpsing a bit of his real existence, making her realize that Landon was a real person, just like most ordinary people. This photo suddenly put Landon on an equal footing with her.


    She sighed and put the photo back.


    Then she walked to the sofa, sat down, and turned on the TV, watching it idly.


    The TV was boring, and she inexplicably fell asleep on the sofa.


    She didn''t know how long she had slept when she was suddenly awakened by the sound of the door closing. She looked dazedly at the door.


    It was Landon, who Aurora said rarely came back.


    Landon was clearly surprised to see her, then remembered why Aurora had called him back, and a look of helplessness shed across his face. He walked over. "What are you doing here?"


    Abigail quickly sat up and looked behind him. "Why are you alone?"


    "Aurora is still at the supermarket," Landon replied.


    "So you came back alone?" Abigail pressed.


    "She said the stove was left on, so I came back to turn it off." Landon casually sat down not far from Abigail, took off his sses, and rubbed his temples. Abigail realized that Aurora had deliberately called him back.


    It seemed Abigail was right; Aurora wanted to set them up.


    The atmosphere became awkward. Fortunately, after thest incident, Landon no longer mocked her, which was the only thing to be thankful for.


    But Landon was the kind of person who wouldn''t even say thank you, let alone mention what happenedst time, as if nothing had happened.


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    Abigail kept ncing at the door. Aurora still hadn''t returned, and she felt like she was sitting on pins and needles.


    She kept hesitating between leaving and staying.


    Leaving felt like an admission of guilt, but staying made her feel ufortable.


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