Chapter 147 Did I Mistake Someone?
The next morning.
Abella was getting ready to leave when she heard Lauren say, "Miss Abella, Young Master has been waiting for you for two nights in a row."
"Big brother?" Abella was surprised. "He's back?"
"Yes, Young Master finished all his affairs abroad and rushed back to see you. But you've been leaving early and coming back late these past two days, so he couldn't meet you."
Lauren spoke gently and asked, "Can you have dinner at home tonight?"
She could tell that the Young Master really wanted to see his younger sister.
But Abella remembered that she had to study for Abigail's professional knowledge after work. "It'll be after dinner. I'll try my best to come back early."
"Have breakfast."
"Okay!" Lauren smiled, "Young Master must be very happy to see you."
Abella has been busy these past two days, giving Lola a chance to flatter Steven in front of him...
Abella walked out of the gate and saw Phillipe standing by the car talking on the phone from afar.
His slender and elegant figure exuded an incomparable noble temperament in every move he made.
As Abella approached, she heard him say, "Hmm, I'll go in the afternoon."
After ending the call, Phillipe opened the passenger door for her, and his whole aura naturally softened, "Have you had breakfast?"
"Yes." Abella raised her eyes and asked, "Do you have something in the afternoon?"
"There was a last-minute situation, so I have to go abroad."
Phillipe leaned down to fasten her seatbelt, "I'll be back tomorrow afternoon. During that time, take good care of yourself."
"I'm not a three-year-old child."
Phillipe's eyebrows raised slightly, "I'll come back as soon as I finish."
"Hmm."
"Remember to have three meals a day on time, don't just focus on work and neglect your body." Phillipe reminded as he drove, "Pay attention to safety while commuting, if there is anything, call me immediately..."
"You're only gone for a day..." Abella knew this man couldn't let go of her, "Don't worry, I will take good care of myself."
When Phillipe heard her say this, his dark eyes softened, "The bag next to you is for you, open it and take a look."
Abella opened it and found not only some things for her menstrual period, but also hot water bags, abdominal warm patches, snacks, and so on. Phillipe didn't know when she would have her period and was worried that she didn't get these preparations from the Medici family when she just returned.
"If they're not useful, I'll prepare something else for you."
Abella naturally understood what he was referring to, and her face became slightly flushed.
"The ginger tea with brown sugar is individually packaged, you can brew it if you have your period."
"If you're uncomfortable, use the abdominal warm patch or warm the lower abdomen with a hot water bag."
"You can also eat those snacks during your period."
...
After dropping Abella off near the company, Phillipe opened the car door and reluctantly hugged her, "The gesang flowers have been planted, I will take you to see them when I come back."
"Okay."
"There's a competition tomorrow, just do your best, don't put too much pressure on yourself." Phillipe looked at her with indulgence and gentleness, "I'll try to come back before the competition."
"Hmm, no rush."
"See you tomorrow." Phillipe lifted her face and kissed her before leaving.
Abella was busy at the company all day.
After work, Abella told Abigail some design techniques and tips, and before she realized it, it was already past eight in the evening.
"Miss Medici, let me treat you to dinner." Abigail felt too guilty, "You taught me so many methods and tips, and the competition is tomorrow, I..."
"Sure, let's grab something to eat." Abella glanced at the time. She had to go back and meet her older brother. "What's nearby?"
"There's only a barbecue stand nearby, but the food there is delicious. They have grilled skewers, fried rice noodles, fried rice, and..."
As Abigail was happily talking about it, she suddenly realized something and quickly changed the topic, "No, let's go somewhere else..."
"Just go there."
"Huh?" Abigail felt that the environment there didn't match Miss Medici's status.
However, Abella picked up the bag that Phillipe had prepared for her, "Let's go."
"Miss Medici, what's in the bag?" Abigail had never seen her carry such a cute bag that looked like a lovely little rabbit.
Unexpectedly, when Miss Medici held it, it looked oddly beautiful.
"Everyday items." Abella thought of that man and her expression softened.
It took only ten minutes to walk from the company to the barbecue stand.
There weren't many people eating barbecue at this time. Abigail asked about Abella's preferences and ordered several things. They sat at a small table, took out two napkins, wiped Abella's side clean, and then wiped her own side.
"Miss Medici, the competition is tomorrow, and I'm a bit nervous..." Abigail was afraid of performing poorly and embarrassing Abella.
"Just stay calm." Abella raised her eyebrows gently. "You can do it."
After a while, the boss lady came over with a few small plates. "Miss, your grilled skewers are ready."
"Thank you, Auntie Mary. Miss Medici, does it smell good?" Abigail picked up a grilled wing and handed it to Abella. "This one is for you."
"Thank you." Abella reached out and took it. "Do you often come here to eat?"
It seemed like she was familiar with the boss lady.
"Yeah." Abigail smiled. "Sometimes I work until eleven or twelve at the company, and when I pass by here, I'll have a few skewers to satisfy my cravings and also get a portion of spaghetti packed for my mom as a midnight snack."
Auntie Mary has been running this stall for half a year now, and Abigail often comes to support. Over time, they became friends.
During many gloomy days, they managed to get through little by little like this.
Abella thought of her own background, and just as she was about to say something, five or six cars suddenly stopped by the roadside. More than twenty gangsters holding sticks got out of the cars and surrounded them.
"Who are you?" Abigail was somewhat surprised and instinctively grabbed onto Abella's clothes. "You've mistaken us, right?"
The leader of the gang glanced at Abella, then at Abigail, confirming that it was indeed the two of them.
He waved his hand, and his henchmen rushed forward with their sticks, as if they wanted to kill them.
In the nick of time, Abella quickly pulled Abigail up, avoiding several incoming sticks.
The place where they were sitting got smashed down, but fortunately they got up in time, otherwise their heads would have been split open.
"Did you mistake us for someone else?" Abigail, being pulled by Abella, watched helplessly as the table was overturned and the falling kebabs and drinks dirtied Abella's bunny bag.
Abella was about to pick them up when several wooden sticks were swung towards their heads at the same time. Luckily, she was nimble enough to pull Abigail away from the flying disaster and even taught a few of the hooligans a lesson.
"Stop, please stop..." The stall owner's wife was extremely frightened and hurriedly came out to plead, "I'm just doing a little business. Good sirs, please have mercy and stop, that chair was newly bought, and the table too... they are just two young girls, I beg you, please spare them."
Chapter 148: Injured Hands
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