Unmasking Mrs. Newton's Secret Identities novel Chapter 1975

"I actually prefer the feeling of beating you until you can't stand. Want to give it a try?" Abigail asked, her hand resting on the hidden weapon at her waist.

"Sure, go ahead. When your wounds reopen, I'll be the one stitching you up. It'll just give me more chances to peep." Kingsley tilted his head with a smug expression.

Abigail gritted her teeth. She would've thrown a few solid punches if she weren't worried about falling back into his hands.

"Just you wait! Once I'm fully recovered, I'll poke your eyes out one day!"

With that, she jumped off the tree and disappeared by the wall.

"I'll be waiting!" Kingsley shouted after her, then chuckled, shaking his head.

Honestly, how could Abigail possibly kiss him? He must've been out of his mind.

"Wait!" Kingsley suddenly snapped back to attention. "She wouldn't go around spreading the fact that I haven't been training, would she?"

He hoped not.

…

In reality, Abigail wasn't one to gossip about other people's private matters. As soon as she left Kingsley's house, she completely forgot what had happened.

After hopping over two courtyards and skillfully avoiding Destiny Corporation's guards, Abigail finally arrived at Taylor's house—only to find he wasn't home.

She poured herself a glass of water in the kitchen and sipped it while calling Taylor. "What are you doing?"

Ever since they'd started living apart, they made it a habit to call each other daily to share their routines.

As expected, Taylor picked up quickly. "I'm in the kitchen practicing my cooking," he replied.

"The kitchen?"

Taylor became visibly distressed. Without thinking, he rushed to the preparation area and grabbed Lucy.

Lucy was completely confused, and just as they were about to leave the climbing gym, she mustered enough strength to shake him off.

"Taylor, what are you doing?"

"You can't do this! If something happened, tell me. Stop making a joke of your health, please!" Taylor was on the verge of breaking down.

He had been worn out for so long, not knowing how to resolve the situation.

"Do you think I'm doing something crazy?" Lucy found his reason amusing. "You misunderstood. Don't forget, before I met you, I was always someone who loved taking risks.

"I've practiced this climbing route hundreds of times. There's no danger—I have a professional certification. Climbing is as easy as walking on flat ground. You don't need to worry."

Taylor was stunned. "Are you sure you're not just saying it to comfort me?"