Chapter 91

"Well, I'll come back to you when you can marry me and take me to the Foster residence with pride." Abigail's eyes glistened with unshed tears. "It doesn't matter how long it takes. I'll wait." Jeffrey looked at her. "Since I've brought you back, I have no intention of letting you go again." She slowly got off the hospital bed and walked over to him. She wrapped her arms around his strong waist, resting her head on his chest. "Jeff, every time people call me a mistress, I wonder if I should just own it. I can't keep pretending there's nothing between us." With that, she tilted her head up, her gaze locked on his lips. Her eyes sparkled with desire. "I've always wanted to give myself to you completely," Abigail whispered, standing on her tiptoes. "So... what do you say? Let's do it now, right here." She moved closer to his lips. "Please don't reject me, Jeff. I don't care about anything else—only you." She closed her eyes, leaning in to kiss him. But all she felt was empty space