I Want a Divorce (Abigail and Sean) novel Chapter 740

Abigail found Andrew incredibly adorable.

Upon seeing the door was closed, Abigail could only go into the kitchen and prepare breakfast for Martin first.

After finishing preparing, Abigail received a new task from Martin.

"Three days later, take Larry for a check-up and find a traditional medicine store. Ask if they have this medicine. I've asked many pharmacies, but none of them have it." Martin handed Abigail a piece of paper.

Martin had yet to start Larry's treatment because the medicine was difficult to obtain.

"How about I have someone bring a bunch from Eswadia for you?" Abigail suggested.

"Can you?" Martin was a little surprised.

"It's just a small amount of medicine. I am rich anyway," Abigail remarked openly. Well, I seem to have nothing else now besides my wealth.

Looking at her intentionally flexing her wealth, Martin felt a bit heartbroken.

I am indeed aware that Abigail is wealthy. Not only is she a prominent figure in the design industry, but she also owns two companies. In addition, she is the heiress of the Pearson Family in Capitalis. I even heard that she inherited a significant amount of wealth from her grandfather.

But of course, Abigail herself didn't know about the inheritance.

The box her grandfather gave her was still in the bank safe deposit box, and she had never counted the money in it.

"Alright. I'll let you arrange the shipment then." Martin figured he might as well take advantage of the offer.

Since it wasn't appropriate to ask Sean for help regarding this matter, Abigail felt it would be more suitable to ask Kevin after thinking for a while.

Hence, she sent a message to Kevin right away. She knew he might go to bed if she sent it a little later.

Abigail tentatively messaged Kevin.

'Are you available? I need to talk to you about something.'

At this moment, Kevin had arrived in Perou. When he received a message from Abigail, he knew that she must be keeping something from Sean.

'I'm here. What's up?'

"Help me purchase a batch of medicine and have it shipped over. Just say it's a three-month supply," Abigail requested while sending the prescription to Kevin.

Without asking too many questions, Kevin immediately replied with an okay emoticon.

After lunch, Abigail planned to ask Andrew again if he wanted to join Sean's team. Andrew led her to his room.

"I've already developed the application you wanted. I won't be involved in it anyway," Andrew said to Abigail as he moved to his computer.

Abigail was surprised. "Whoa, that's fast."

It has only been a morning. Could it be that he truly is a genius?

Andrew twitched his mouth and said, "Give me your phone."

"The food you made is already delicious. Plus, cooking is strenuous work. So, just make whatever you like," Andrew said. I won't ask Abigail to serve me.

Serving me will be equivalent to returning the favor. I am no fool. Of course, I am aware of Abigail's intention.

Sean should be asleep right now.

After all, he relied on computers and didn't have many other skills.

Because of that, he couldn't help but think that Abigail's fiancé must be a remarkably talented man.

He could compete with a black market that had been laying plans for so many years. If it were me, I wouldn't be able to do it.

I don't have that much ability. At best, I'm a tad more skillful with computers.

"Is there anything else I can do? Feel free to let me know. I'm really proficient in computer technology," Andrew involuntarily talked about it with Abigail again.

"Okay. If I have any needs, I'll ask for your help," Abigail said warmly.

Since he had once entered her room, she had a particularly negative impression of Andrew at that time.

However, what he was doing now could make up for it in Abigail's eyes. After all, he didn't know much about the boundaries between men and women before.

"Alright. Then take me out for a walk. I want to enjoy the sunlight." Andrew's face brightened with a smile.

With that, Abigail pushed him into the yard. "Once your medicine arrives, there will be many flower seeds inside. By then, I will plant them and fill the yard with flowers. By the way, what kind of flowers do you like?"

Andrew looked at Abigail and fell into deep contemplation.

Abigail has a calm demeanor. She resembles a white flower when she's quiet—serene and elegant.