Unmasking Mrs. Newton's Secret Identities novel Chapter 2086

The moment Hugo regained consciousness, he immediately began speaking nonstop.

"Abigail, we've been through life and death together. Surely, you must feel a little differently about me now, right? If it ever happens again, I'd still take a knife for you without hesitation.

"If you agreed to be with me, I'd start working out the minute I'm discharged. Next time, I'll make sure I can protect you properly.

"…I've been talking for ages. Don't you have any kind of response?"

"Whatever," Abigail replied flatly.

"Just 'whatever'?" Hugo frowned, clearly frustrated. "I'm a patient here! Can't you show a little more care?"

"Nope," Abigail snapped, her mind preoccupied with Helen's safety, leaving her no patience for him. "Patients should talk less and rest more."

"By that logic, I might as well stop breathing," Hugo muttered, hurt in his voice.

"I'm going downstairs to pick up your sister," Abigail said, using it as an excuse to leave.

"Hey, don't leave me here alone!" Hugo called after her.

Abigail ignored him and turned to leave. As she reached the door, she almost collided with Lucy, who had hurried in.

It was their first encounter since the incident at the resort, and they froze, both looking awkward and uneasy.

The silence between them was thick with tension.

"What are you standing there for? Come in already!" Hugo's voice broke the stillness.

Lucy quickly reacted, brushing past Abigail to reach his bed. She leaned in, her voice filled with concern. "How are you? Is it bad? Does it still hurt?"

"Don't worry, I'm fine," Hugo replied with a smug grin, patting his wound. "I took this stab for the one I love. It's a man's honor."

"You don't need to underestimate your worth. In Taylor's heart, you mean more to him than you realize. As for me, I don't need that kind of chance. If two people can't be fully faithful to each other, it isn't love. And if that's the case, what's the point of staying together?"

Abigail's gaze was cold as she spoke, yet inside, her heart ached with sorrow.

Perhaps it was regret. After all, life was seldom perfect, and some things couldn't be mended. She didn't seem to be one of the fortunate ones.

"Everyone wants perfect love, but how many truly find it? Aren't you afraid that if you let Taylor go, you might never find someone who loves you like he did?"

Lucy's heart weighed heavily, torn by a storm of emotions. She felt like the one responsible for destroying a once-happy couple.

"If I never meet anyone else, so be it. What's wrong with living alone for the rest of my life?" Abigail said, a bitter smile tugging at her lips as her eyes hardened with resolve. "I won't settle for anything less."

It seemed as though she was trying to convince herself. Without another word, she turned and walked away, her steps resolute.

Lucy stood there for a long time, deep in thought. Eventually, she turned and headed back inside.