Day Thirty-Four...
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[ At Sparks Mansion... ]
Abigail was watering the plant in the garden. She felt bored so she decided to do sothing. She was also practicing her right hand to move. She just removed the arm sling yesterday.
As she watched the flower, her mind brought her back to yesterday. 'Was Nathan really going to kiss at that ti?'
Their lips almost touched. It was interrupted only because of the noise created by Cherry.
"Hmm... does he have feelings for now?" Abigail mumbled, asking the rose in front of her. "Sigh. Too bad Bam-Bam is not here. I wanna confirm sothing. I wonder if he can tell if my mission is progressing well or not."
Abigail picked the rose and got pricked by the thorn. Her forefinger bled. She imdiately watched it with running water from the faucet. As she watched her blood being washed away by water, Abigail recalled what happened in her room. A very vague flashback popped up in her mind but she couldn't understand it. And she had forgotten about it once again.
"Stephen. King Stallion... I can't rember any of them..." Abigail mumbled. Worries resurfaced in her eyes.
"I've been in a coma for two years. Did it affect my mind? Did I lose a fragnt of my mory?" Abigail seed so lost in her own thoughts.
"I failed a mission... then I t Stephen as my psychologist? What happened to back then?" Abigail began to wonder about the past.
Sigh!
Abigail exhaled deeply as she closed the faucet. She didn't know how she would ask Stephen about Phantomflake. She knew that Stephen wouldn't disclose anything related to his patients.
"If I have to steal my patient's record, I will do it. I need to find out why Stephen was claiming that he t and that he was my doctor." Abigail was already thinking of sneaking into Stephen's office to find her patient's record. If not, she would try to hack Stephen's computer.
"Argh!" Abigail ruffled her own hair. She was having another headache just thinking about it.
"It's so hard to live... having two identities right now. I'm Phantomflake living in Abigail's body... I have to bla Bam-Bam. Can I just live as Phantomflake and make Nathan fall for instead?"
Abigail imdiately tapped her mouth after saying those words. She shouldn't have said that. Making Nathan fall for her as Phantomflake was as difficult as surviving in hell. She had to go through a lot. Nathan would never forgive her for killing Monica unless she could find dirt on her.
Abigail was still lost in her train of thought when soone spoke from behind.
"Are you troubled by sothing?"
Abigail turned around, recognizing that voice. "Mr. Hiroshi!" She was surprised to see him.
Mr. Hirioshi flashed a wide smile, extending both his arms as if he was inviting Abigail for a hug. "Do you miss this old man, young lady?"
Abigail stepped forward, closing their gaps. For so unknown reason, she felt at ease seeing Mr. Hiroshi. She quickly hugged him.
"What are you doing here, Mr. Hiroshi?" Abigail asked him when they parted.
"Of course. I'm here to visit you. You were already discharged from the hospital. Anyway, just call Uncle. Mr. Hiroshi is too formal." Mr. Hiroshi softly squeezed her shoulders. He was so glad that Abigail was now safe and she looked healthier than before.
"Okay. Uncle..."
"Good. That's it. Just call Uncle." Mr. Hiroshi's eyes sparkled in delight.
"Co... Let's sit." Abigail pulled Mr. Hiroshi to the bench located at the center of the garden. The two of them settled down.
"By the way, did your boyfriend inform you that I got his consent? You can visit my country... anyti... however, he said that he would co with us."
Abigail: "..."
'Can't he just give so freedom? Nathan is abusing his authority.' Abigail pursed her lips.
"By the way, what Country are you from, Uncle?"
"Country J," he promptly responded.
Abigail was taken aback for a mont. 'Country J... A very familiar country to . The Red Dragon Mafia took my body and brought it to Country J. Now... I am being invited to go there as Abigail.'
Abigail didn't know whether to cry or laugh. 'Sigh... Why do I feel like the real Abigail and I... are the sa. We both attract trouble. Maybe our lives are connected. Both of us are orphans. But Abigail is an heiress while I, on the other hand, lost my parents. So who is more fortunate between us? Sigh, but we are being chased by enemies who want us dead.'
"A penny for your thought, Abi. You are spacing out in front of . Don't you want to co and visit Country J?" Mr. Hiroshi asked her, a little bit worried.
"No. I'm sorry. I didn't an to space out. I just recalled sothing. But of course, I would love to visit your country. When are you going back?"
"Honestly, my flight is today. I'll go back to Country J. I just dropped by to see you before I leave Country M. But I already gave Nathan the task to find my missing daughter. Since you recomnded him to , I feel at ease. I'm going to trust him because I believe in you, Abi."
Abigail was saddened when she heard that. She didn't expect that Mr. Hiroshi would be returning to Country J today. She was going to miss him. For the short ti she spent with him, Mr. Hiroshi acted like a real father figure. He backed her up and stood against Nathan just to defend her.
"Don't give such a sad look, Abi. Otherwise, I'm going to bring you with today even if your boyfriend will get mad at ." Mr. Hiroshi said, tapping her shoulder.
Abigail let out a soft giggle because of his last remarks. "Don't worry, Uncle. If I finish so important business here, I will visit you there. I promise."
"Alright. I will be waiting for you there, young lady. You have to take care of yourself. Don't get hurt anymore... both physically and ntally. If you need sothing, don't hesitate to call . You know my number. Let's keep in touch." Mr. Hiroshi sounded like a father who was reminding his daughter what she would do if soone bullied her.
Abigail thanked him and bobbed her head. They were still talking when another person ca to approach them. It was a little one.
"Miss Abi! We have a visitor?" Little Ethan's voice was heard, catching Abigail and Mr. Hiroshi's attention. The young boy just arrived ho, coming from school. It was an afternoon break so he decided to go ho and see Abigail.
Mr. Hiroshi and Ethan t each other's gaze for a mont. A surprised look could be seen in Mr. Hiroshi's eyes when he saw Little Ethan.
"J-Jane..." Mr. Hiroshi softly mumbled, still looking at Ethan intently.
Ethan and Abigail were puzzled upon noticing the strange look Mr. Hiroshi was giving Ethan.
'Does he know Ethan? But who is Jane?' Abigail asked herself, observing Mr. Hiroshi's reaction.
'This young boy... he resembles my five-year-old daughter a lot.'
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