Unmasking Mrs. Newton's Secret Identities novel Chapter 2047

Abigail had always been arrogant in front of Kingsley, and she couldn't possibly beg him to let her help him. It would make her seem worthless, and she wouldn't be able to hold her head up high in the future.

"What should I say? I would have to explain if I were with a woman, but I just met a friend. What's there to explain?" Kingsley didn't know her thoughts and forced a smile to tease her.

"Did you wait for me here on purpose? You've fallen for me, haven't you? Well, my charm is indeed hard to resist."

"Why are you so full of yourself?" Abigail was annoyed and easily provoked. "I'm waiting for the shooting stars. How can you compete with a celestial phenomenon?"

Kingsley looked up at the sky with a bitter smile. "If the shooting stars could really grant wishes, I wouldn't mind admitting that their charm is greater than mine."

If he woke up tomorrow and his wish came true, he would be willing to give up saving the world and study those cold celestial bodies.

But the problem was, would the shooting stars grant his wish? The answer was already predetermined, and he didn't hold out much hope. It was just a lingering wish.

"Even if a shooting star isn't effective, beauty alone can attract countless admirers. Without your medical skills, what else does a loser like you have?" Abigail was in the mood to retort whatever Kingsley said.

However, she felt a bit guilty when she said that. Kingsley was actually quite good-looking. Well, good-looking was an understatement. Honestly speaking, only Chandler could outshine Kingsley.

Even Taylor seemed a bit lacking in comparison, but she would never admit it in front of Kingsley.

Kingsley, who never admitted defeat, didn't argue this time. He lowered his eyes, and his long eyelashes cast a shadow over his eyes, making him appear desolate and sorrowful.

"You're right. I'm a loser; I can't even protect the most important person in my life." After saying that, he took a deep breath and looked up at Abigail. "It's true. I am useless."

Then, he turned and walked toward the hotel, laughing and muttering to himself as he walked. "I'm useless. I'm useless."

"You—" Just as Kingsley was about to retort, the door of room 306 suddenly opened. Both of them looked over and saw Lucy supporting Taylor as they walked out from inside.

At that moment, even the air seemed to freeze.

Although Lucy was dressed neatly, her face was flushed, and her hair was messy. Taylor, on the other hand, reeked of alcohol, and the buttons on his shirt were all wrongly done.

It was hard not to draw certain conclusions when a man and a woman came out of a room together at this hour.

Kingsley initially wasn't sure if his assumption was true, but he confirmed it after seeing Lucy's expression.

The scene was so disturbing that Abigail seemed to have turned into a log. She was numb all over as she stared blankly at Lucy and Taylor, unable to utter a single word.