Abigail was starting to lose count of how many times this man had surprised her. None of her guesses about his next move were correct.
She was taken aback when Sawyer offered her his cell phone, which many consider a private item. And it gets even more unusual, thinking they had only met once, very briefly, and were still strangers to each other.
"Miss Abigail, would you mind stop overthinking and just taking it? I need to move my car—" Sawyer urged, and she reflexively took his phone as the traffic light turned green and the car started moving.
"Alright. Thank you, sir," she said, smiling at him. However, his following words caught her off guard.
"You seem to forget my name, Miss Abigail," Sawyer remarked, feeling old when she referred to him as 'sir' or 'mister.'
"Ah, sorry. Thank you, Mr. Sawyer," she apologized, turning her attention to his latest iPhone. She was completely unaware of his sour smile. But the phone wouldn't open. She looked at him again, "I need to scan your face, sir..."
Sawyer didn't respond immediately as he drove through the busy road. After a few more minutes, he finally glanced at her.
"Okay, now—" Sawyer began, turning to her, and she promptly held the phone up to his face. She had to do it twice, as she almost hit Sawyer's face the first time.
"Thank you, sir—" Abigail said, casually forgetting to call his name again.
Sawyer simply shook his head and ignored her.
Abigail quickly checked the train schedule. A few minutes later, her face darkened as she discovered the next train was scheduled to depart at 12:10 PM and arrive in the city at nearly 1:00 PM.
She was in trouble now. Her cell phone battery was dead, and she couldn't contact Lana to inform her about the delay.
Sawyer was curious about the outcome of her train schedule browsing. Still, Abigail said nothing and did not return his phone. He glanced at her quickly and was surprised to see the worry reflected in her expression.
"How did it go?" he asked.
Abigail turned to him and said, "You are right, Mr. Sawyer. No trains are available now. The closest one departs at twelve-ten."
A faint smile graced her worried face before she continued, "It looks like my luck had been entirely drained today. I likely will lose my opportunity to get a new job."
Abigail shrugged, showing despair.
Her words made Sawyer feel bad, especially when he remembered what had happened to her yesterday on the rooftop. Her fiancé had betrayed her, and now that he was meeting her again, he noticed she was still wearing the same clothes. Did this mean she didn't have a place to go?
'Abigail, what happened to you? Do I need to ask Ethan to investigate your life further?' He wondered.
Once more, his curiosity and excitement about her kicked in hard. Still, he also worried he might've gone too far and become her stalker. He was puzzled.
***
The train station was just a few meters ahead. Sawyer felt guilty if he didn't help her again.
Tightening his grip on the steering wheel, he glanced at her.
"If you want, instead of riding the train and late, you can ride with me, Miss Abigail. I'm heading to the city anyway."
Abigail was no longer surprised to hear his offer. This man never failed to amaze her with his unpredictable offer. She immediately nodded to accept it.
"Yes, thank you so much, Mr. Sawyer," Abigail said. How could she refuse his offer? Even though it would take three hours to arrive, it would still be faster than taking the next train.
Sawyer said nothing. His mind was still busy thinking about what had happened to her.
"Your phone, Mr. Sawyer," Abigail handed over his phone. But Sawyer didn't accept it, confusing her.
"Would you mind typing your cell phone number and saving it in my phone's contact?" he calmly asked.
Abigail slightly frowned but didn't ask further. This man had already helped her three times, and his gentleness made her not feel anxious being around him. So, she accepted his request, typed her number, and saved it immediately.
"Do you still remember your vow? That you owe me your life?"
"Y-Yes..." Abigail muttered, puzzled by his question. Did he want to claim it now?
He glanced at her briefly before saying, "That's why I asked you if I may save your number. So I could call you if I need to collect your debt."
Abigail was lost for words; she could only silently nod. He was indeed correct. How could he collect the debt if they didn't connect through a phone number?
"Thank you, Mr. Sawyer. Thank you for all your help," Abigail expressed her gratitude. However, this time, she didn't make any vow to repay his kindness.
Abigail learned from her mistakes; she would not make those vows again. Her previous debt was already hard to repay.
Now, she could only blame a specific person in the capital because her anger at him made her mind not work correctly, and she ignorantly made such a vow.
Before long, the car was speeding on the freeway. No one spoke. As the vehicle was soundproof, the quiet grew thicker.
Abigail sank with her Grandma's condition. She felt worried now because her cell phone was not active. What if there was bad news from the hospital? And Nurse Rosa couldn't contact her?
She glanced at her watch several times to check their estimated arrival. However, they were still far from the destination, and knowing they were not even halfway there worried her.
When she was still sinking into her thoughts, Sawyer's voice suddenly brought her back.
"Miss Abigail, earlier you asked me why I'm in town?"
Abigail glanced at him with a thin frown on her forehead. She remembered her suspicious question at the bus stop—she thought this man was stalking her.
"I'm sorry if I offended you, Mr. Sawyer. I don't mean being too nosy about your business," she felt terrible.
Sawyer chuckled for the first time as he turned his gaze back to the street.
"I'm not offended. I just wanted to let you know I came here yesterday for work. I was supposed to return in the evening but was too tired to drive back three hours to the city," Sawyer explained calmly.
However, inwardly, he found it unbelievable. Why did he need to explain this to her?
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Abigail’s gaze fell on the digital clock on the nightstand."Who in their right mind is coming to someone’s house at nine in the morning?"ƒгeewёbnovel.comHowever, seconds later, her confusion slowly turned to worry as Mr. Peters’ face appeared in her mind."Oh my God! What if it’s Mr. Peters? And he’s come back to cancel the rental agreement?"Hearing her own words made Abigail’s knees feel weak.She immediately left the bedroom to check the person outside, praying it wasn’t Mr. Peters who had come to cancel the contract. Otherwise, she would be in trouble, needing to find a new place.Abigail didn’t rush to open the door. Still, she waited a bit, hoping the person outside had already left and wouldn’t bother her again. Or, she would pretend she didn’t hear the knock.However, her prayer was dashed as the person outside knocked on the door again, startling her.Taking a deep sigh, Abigail speaks, almost like whispers. "Who is it?""Miss Abigail. I’m sorry to bother you."To her surpr
"Abby, thanks for the latte. I’m looking forward to another latte from you."A faint smile slowly emerges on her lips as she reads Sawyer’s text message.She immediately replies to his text:"You’re welcome, Sawyer. Give me a call, or you can visit me at the café. I promise I’ll make you a better latte."Abigail hesitated before sending the text. She read it over several times, ensuring her words didn’t reveal her true intentions of wanting to meet him.After a moment, she deleted the long text and simply replied, "Sure, Sawyer."As she entered the house, a faint smile appeared on her face.It still felt surreal to her to be in such a luxurious house. She felt proud of herself for having this house all to herself, without sharing it with anyone like her ex."You did a good job, Abby!"Her happy, proud smile appeared on her lips as she walked toward the kitchen to check what she could eat without cooking too much.Although she was skilled at cooking, Abigail didn’t intend to do it. She
"Sir? Hello, Sir...? Are you still there?" Ethan asked worriedly.Sawyer cleared his throat before asking, "I’m still here, Ethan. Okay, so are you saying Ronan and Abigail met, but they didn’t know each other before?" This was the most crucial piece of information he needed to hear."Of course, they don’t know each other, sir," Ethan lightly laughed. He could sense jealousy from his big boss. Since he had worked for him, this had never happened before.Ethan became more certain that his boss liked Abigail Snow. He was curious and wanted to meet the girl who had managed to shake his boss’s heart.Hearing nothing from the other end, Ethan continued, "Sir, I arranged for Miss Abigail to stay at your house because her life is pitiful. You know that, right? I already told you about what happened to her Grandma..."ƒreewebηoveℓ.comSawyer said nothing but silently nodded in agreement with Ethan. Abigail’s life was indeed miserable. Her fiancé betrayed her. Her family stabbed her in the back
Sawyer took a deep breath, feeling like a heavy weight was lifted from his shoulders after hearing her words."Thank you, Abby." He smiled at her and hit the gas pedal.The vehicle slowly began to move again."Okay. Tell me, where do you live?" Sawyer asked, focusing on the street ahead.Abigail asked him to return to the café because she didn’t remember her new house address; she only remembered how to get there from the café.Fifteen minutes later, Sawyer’s vehicle stopped in front of Abigail’s house. He was stunned beyond words when he saw the gates.After a few seconds, Sawyer, trying to suppress his shock, turned to her."Is this where you live now?" he asked."Yes, I’m staying here..." Abigail answered excitedly. She wanted to invite him to stop by. Still, a second later, she remembered the rental contract rule stating she couldn’t bring her friends or family onto the rooftop.Sawyer said nothing but silently looked at her beautiful smile as she spoke."Thank you so much for the
Abigail was puzzled. Her house was only a few minutes’ walk away.It would be troublesome if she rode in his car and made him drive her home. He must have something else to go and to do, right!?"Abby?" Sawyer’s gentle voice snapped Abigail from her thoughts. "Please get in. Is there something or someone you are waiting for?"Seeing his confused expression, she quickly got in and sat beside him. This was her second time sitting in his car, and she felt much more relaxed.After buckling up her seat belt without being asked, she looked at him."Abby, would you mind holding this for me, please?" Sawyer handed her the takeaway paper bag containing the cup holder she had given him earlier.Abigail nodded and immediately took the paper bag. She thought he wanted to unbuckle his seatbelt, but as usual, she could never predict what this man was about to do."So, how much is the coffee?" Sawyer asked while taking out his wallet, ready to reimburse the money she had spent for the coffee.Abigai