Unmasking Mrs. Newton's Secret Identities novel Chapter 1987

Realizing this, Abigail grabbed some mustard and loaded it into every roll. Once she was done, she cheerfully called Kingsley.

He eagerly began eating when he saw the beautifully arranged food. "Not bad. At least you're learning."

He popped one of the rolls in his mouth and suddenly froze.

Abigail struggled to keep herself from bursting out in laughter.

Abruptly, Kingsley collapsed, his body jerking uncontrollably as his eyes rolled back.

"You can't be serious?" Taken aback, Abigail kicked him lightly with her foot. "Stop playing around. Get up!"

Kingsley's spasms only worsened.

Dumbfounded, she crouched down to hold him up. "Hey, what's wrong, loser?"

His eyes were closed as he twitched violently, almost slipping out of her arms.

"Can you hear me?" Abigail was finally beginning to panic. "Talk to me, Kingsley! What's wrong with you? What do I do now?"

It wasn't entirely impossible for Kingsley to suffer from epilepsy.

"I-I'm allergic t-to mustard…" he stammered.

"What? Why didn't you say so earlier? Tell me what I need to do!" Abigail tightened her hold to prevent him from falling again.

"Y-You need to g-give me mouth-to-mouth…" he mumbled.

"Mouth-to-mouth?" Abigail snapped back to her senses instantly, and she narrowed her eyes. "Do you think I'm stupid? Who treats an allergy with mouth-to-mouth? And why would you have mustard lying around your house if you're allergic to it? You—"

Well, Kingsley got to try it all during the following three days as Abigail pulled out every trick she could to make him give up.

Yet, the man seemed completely unfazed by everything she threw his way.

Abigail was so frustrated she wanted to slice him to pieces. One night, while he was sleeping, she dragged him down to the lake and shoved him off on a raft.

Kingsley inhaled sharply when he eventually woke up and saw the water surrounding him.

"If you admit defeat, I'll pull you back up!" Abigail shouted from the shore, holding a megaphone.

When he realized it was her doing, he calmly crossed his legs and began meditating, ignoring her taunts.

In the end, she was the one who stormed off in frustration.