Reborn as Mr.CEO’s Fat Wife
Chapter 680: Abigail, which hospital did you have your surgery done at?

Chapter 680: Chapter 680: Abigail, which hospital did you have your surgery done at?

Abigail Green glanced sideways at Wilson Jasper and took out a textbook from her shoulder bag.

Wilson looked a bit angry. "Classmate, you really can’t sit here."

"Why don’t you sit over here?" Ralf Harvey kindly suggested, pointing to another empty seat, after all, she was a pretty girl.

Abigail didn’t move.

Just then, Lena Locke walked in, tardy as usual. At first sight of Abigail locked in a stalemate with Wilson, she rushed over like an enraged rooster. "Don’t you understand human language? You can’t sit there!"

Celia Agatha, who followed Lena, also looked at Abigail with dissatisfaction.

Master Hudson then got up and stood behind the two girls, clearly backing them up.

Nevertheless, Abigail remained still, nonchalantly observing the crowd.

Her attitude caused some of the originally onlooking classmates to turn unfavorable. Although their feelings for Abigail weren’t as strong as Wilson, Lena, and the others, they had been somewhat helped by Abigail in the past. Moreover, her performance in the university skills competition had won them over. Her tragic death had left them deeply regretful.

Now Abigail was gone, and even Brandon Piers had a new arranged marriage partner, supposedly leaving behind a one-year-old child. Even strangers would feel a bit sympathetic upon hearing that, let alone classmates who shared memories with Abigail.

So, although Abigail wasn’t here, everyone tacitly agreed that the seat next to Wilson was hers. Now, a new student had suddenly taken it with such an arrogant attitude, and no one liked it.

"Why can’t I sit in my seat?" Abigail lazily raised her head to look at Lena Locke.

Lena was stunned momentarily, burning with anger. "What do you mean ’your seat,’ Abigail?"

Halfway through her sentence, Lena’s voice grew increasingly uncertain as she met Abigail’s distinctive peach blossom eyes.

Throughout the entire class, she was the closest to Abigail and the only one who had seen Abigail without her large black-framed glasses, revealing those beautiful eyes. At this moment, gazing into Abigail’s raised peach blossom eyes, her heart pounded uncontrollably. Her mind told her it was impossible, yet her eyes couldn’t move away from Abigail.

The other students, seeing Lena’s fierce questioning turn into silence and even calling out Abigail’s name, were thoroughly puzzled. What did she mean, Abigail?

Abigail listened but smiled without a word.

Seeing this, Lena felt more certain of her guess. She rushed forward and grabbed Abigail’s hand. "Abigail, is that you? Is it really you?"

The others were bewildered. Had Lena gone mad? She claimed this pretty girl was Abigail Green?

Not to mention that the news had already reported Abigail’s death at the explosion site and even her father had identified the body. Even if Abigail hadn’t died, how could this girl in front of them be Abigail?

They admitted Abigail was excellent, but her appearance was nothing to brag about—overweight, with thick black-framed glasses. Not ugly, but far from striking.

But this girl, her looks and demeanor could be described as a real beauty. How could Abigail compare?

Just as everyone was shaking their heads, the girl in the seat smiled slightly at Lena, "It’s me."

Boom!

The collective minds of the classmates seemed to explode as if something had blown up. Their faces all displayed a single question. What did she say?

Sitting next to Abigail, Wilson Jasper, who had been the first to confront her, stuttered, "Ho...how is that possible?"

Ralf Harvey exaggerated even more. "Abigail, did you not die in the explosion but get reincarnated?"

"Reincarnated my foot. Abigail, which hospital did you go to?" Sally Hood rushed up and grabbed Abigail’s arm, her eyes full of desire. Other girls nearby also gazed at Abigail eagerly.

Abigail felt speechless, "If I said I just lost weight, would you believe it?"

"I believe it!" Lena immediately raised her hand. "I always said Abigail would be a stunning beauty if she slimmed down. Otherwise, why would Brandon be interested in her?"

Lena excitedly finished, but then suddenly remembered the recent rumors about Brandon Piers’s arranged marriage with Bertha Swift. Her expression immediately fell, and the other classmates also realized it was a sensitive topic.

Abigail, however, saw the worry in their eyes. "We’re fine."

Her words relieved the others, but finally accepting that the beautiful girl in front of them was indeed Abigail, Wilson couldn’t resist asking quietly, "So the explosion... the news said you were... dead?"

Mentioning death seemed unlucky, so he quickly changed the word.

"I did get injured, but it’s nothing now," Abigail explained softly. Her return was not reported in the news. So everyone only knew about her supposed death, unaware that Jeffrey Foster had hypnotized her and Brandon Piers had rescued her. Abigail didn’t intend to elaborate on the details.

But someone still asked in a low voice, "What about Professor Foster?"

This question made everyone glare at the inquirer. Yet, Abigail didn’t mind much, "Professor Foster is fine, but I’m not clear about the rest."

"But the news..."

"Enough! Abigail Green, welcome back." Master Hudson, who had been silent, interrupted the continuous questioning with a serious welcome for Abigail.

Finally snapping back to their senses, the others warmly welcomed Abigail’s safe return. Lena excitedly rushed forward and hugged her tightly.

They didn’t calm down until the teacher called out several times for them to return to their seats.

Nevertheless, throughout the class, everyone remained distracted. Lena and Ralf practically squeezed Wilson to the side, eager to ask Abigail a thousand questions.

Abigail, feeling both helpless and heartened, glanced around and couldn’t help but ask Lena, "Where’s Sophie?"

"She withdrew from school after your incident." Lena replied somewhat sorrowfully.

Connecting the dots, Abigail roughly guessed the reason for Sophie Hope’s departure. She sighed lightly and said nothing more.

After class, Abigail was again surrounded by onlookers. Not only her classmates but students from other classes and even different departments were hovering around like at a zoo, making Abigail feel overwhelmed.

She couldn’t help but sigh, seriously?

She completely failed to understand that everyone was not just curious about her but also intrigued by the high-society gossip and love triangle surrounding her. Besides Jeffrey Foster, now Bertha Swift, who was already popular in the school, was involved.

Finally, when the morning classes ended with just under ten minutes remaining, Abigail, to avoid being ogled like a zoo animal, ignored Lena’s invitations and quickly slipped out of the classroom with her shoulder bag.

As it was still class time, the teaching building was quiet except for patrolling security guards. Abigail breathed a sigh of relief but still feared encountering other curious students. She headed towards a safe passageway, intending to find Benjamin Jones in the school’s cafeteria.

Just minutes earlier, that guy had sent her a location pin, afraid she would ditch him.

Thinking of this made Abigail feel a headache coming. She fished out her phone, looking down to quickly update Brandon Piers, but then suddenly heard footsteps behind her. She glanced sideways and saw someone in a security uniform. Assuming it was one of Brandon’s arrangements, she paid no mind. However, a sudden gust of sharp wind whooshed behind her. She hurriedly dodged but was too late.

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