Chapter 1112

Abigail was chatting endlessly with James. During the day, James followed Oliver at Jefferson Corporation for his internship, and at night, he returned home to endure her parrot-like chatter. Grace muttered, "Abby, cherish this. If you find someone who listens to your rambling nonsense with this much patience, just marry him." Abigail covered her mouth, blushing. "James, is what I say really nonsense?" she asked timidly. James replied, "Not entirely." Abigail didn't quite understand his response, but Grace did—and decided to keep quiet. Upon returning, James came across Hazel sprawled out on the couch, looking utterly defeated. "Well, look who's gracing us with their presence," James smirked. Hazel was at a loss for words. Strike three. When Abigail saw Shawn, she greeted him boldly, "Shawn, congratulations on your marriage!" She had a knack for saying things that struck Shawn right in the heart. "Thanks, Abby," he said before picking up his chubby, future little