The Marriage She Turned into War novel Chapter 398

Abigail froze at my question. She forced a smile onto her face, then looked at me with feigned composure. "How could I forget? Of course, I remember your birthday."

But even as she spoke, the hint of nervousness in her expression betrayed her.

After giving me a faint smile, she quickly typed something into the phone's keypad. Yet again, the password prompt informed her it was incorrect.

Frustration flashed across Abigail's face. She couldn't help it anymore and snapped. "You're doing this on purpose! You're lying to me! The password isn't your birthday at all!"

I laughed softly with disappointment in my eyes as I looked at her. "Abigail, if you don't remember my birthday, just admit it. Why go through the trouble of lying to me?

"My birthday is September 9th. It's just two simple numbers, and yet you can't even recall that. Do you think you have any right to ask me all these questions?"

My words hit their mark, and Abigail was obviously stiffened.

After a moment of hesitation, she pulled out her cell phone to double-check the date. After realizing that she really didn't remember my birthday, a faint trace of guilt appeared on her face.

"I'm sorry, Samuel. I didn't mean to forget your birthday. It's just that work has been so hectic lately, and I haven't had the time to—"

I raised a hand, cutting her off before she could finish. "Yes, of course. Your work is so demanding that you didn't even have the time to remember my birthday."

I laughed. It was soft, emotionless, without any ripples.