Chapter 210: Chapter 210: Does the Junior Treat You Well?

Abigail Green in her previous life had lived until the age of twenty-seven without knowing what her birth mother looked like. In this life as Abigail Green, she knew that her mother was a beauty.

Unfortunately, beauty often carried a sorrowful fate.

The woman in front of her, though seemingly fragile, had given her the feeling of a mother for the first time. Holding her slender body made her heart soften.

After a while, Abigail let go of Aunt Claudia. “You rest well. I will accompany you when the court session starts the day after tomorrow.”

“With Lawyer Jones here, I can manage alone. You should stay at the Piers household and take care of the child.” Talking about the child, Aunt Claudia felt a wave of guilt. It was only after Abigail’s engagement with Master Brandon that she learned that the child Ruby mentioned was actually Abigail’s.

She had always thought that Abigail had gone to Swallow City Medical University after her college entrance exam, severing ties with the Green family and the Taylor women. Yet, she never expected that Abigail had suffered so much in a place she wasn’t aware of.

Giving birth was a life-or-death ordeal.

Thinking of this, Aunt Claudia’s eyes reddened again. Abigail gently patted her to comfort her. “I know what to do, don’t worry.”

Watching Abigail’s calm demeanor, Aunt Claudia felt a bit relieved, but she couldn’t help but ask, “That… Master Brandon, does he treat you well?”

After the news had come out, Aunt Claudia had learned to use the internet to search for Brandon Piers. He was an exceptionally handsome young man who had also stood up for Abigail at the engagement party.

Yet the gap between them was too great, and she was still worried.

“Can’t you tell by looking at me?” Abigail asked with a smile.

Aunt Claudia couldn’t help but observe Abigail. She was once again surprised by Abigail’s change. Although she had gained a lot of weight, she was more confident and cheerful than before, with a sense of power that made people believe in her.

It seemed that the young man was indeed good to Abigail.

“That’s good. Our Abigail is his blessing too,” Aunt Claudia said, clearly biased.

Abigail laughed. “Alright, you can rest assured. Grandfather Piers treats me very well too. It’s getting late; I still need to meet with Lawyer Jones.”

“Then you should go quickly.” Aunt Claudia, recalling the important matter, urged Abigail to hurry.

Abigail found some time and left the apartment directly for the cafe where she had agreed to meet Benjamin Jones.

By the time she arrived, Benjamin was already there. Abigail apologized, sat down casually, and asked the waiter for a glass of plain water. Then, out of habit, she took out a wet wipe to clean her hands, not missing even her fingertips.

Benjamin quietly watched Abigail Green’s actions. His stern face didn’t reveal much expression, but his deep black eyes were intently observing Abigail’s every move.

So similar.

Though they were clearly two different people, for some reason, this Abigail Green gave him the same feeling as Abigail.

“How did you know Abigail?” Benjamin asked straightforwardly. His time was precious, and he couldn’t waste it with this woman in front of him. From her information, he couldn’t find any interaction between her and Abby.

“By coincidence.” Abigail guessed that Benjamin was not just looking for her about the case and had already prepared her words.

However, this explanation seemed rather cliche. Benjamin looked at Abigail, his gaze cold. “Coincidence? Enough to let you use her private email?”

Abigail, “…” After so many years apart, he was still so sharp.

However, she was prepared. “Six months ago, I went to the hospital where I happened to meet Dr. Smith. She helped me during my difficult time. Because we had the same name, she took special care of me. Before she passed away, she told me that if I were in an emergency and couldn’t find her, I could contact you.”

“Why me?” Benjamin trusted Abby’s kindness. After all, he couldn’t think of any other reason why she would give her private email to a stranger.

Abigail murmured, “Probably because of my situation at the time.”

She imagined the original’s situation half a year ago. Pregnant and confined, about to have her child taken away at any moment. A powerful lawyer was a lifeline in her desperate situation.

Benjamin stared at Abigail, seemingly trying to gauge the truth of her words. Just then, the waiter brought the water.

Abigail accepted it with both hands, pressed her lips to the cup, and took small sips. When she looked up again, she saw Benjamin staring dazedly at her.