Chapter 299 A Strong Resemblance

Day Thirty-Four...

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[ At Sparks Mansion... ]

Abigail was watering the plant in the garden. She felt bored so she decided to do something. She was also practicing her right hand to move. She just removed the arm sling yesterday.

As she watched the flower, her mind brought her back to yesterday. 'Was Nathan really going to kiss me at that time?'

Their lips almost touched. It was interrupted only because of the noise created by Cherry.

"Hmm... does he have feelings for me now?" Abigail mumbled, asking the rose in front of her. "Sigh. Too bad Bam-Bam is not here. I wanna confirm something. I wonder if he can tell if my mission is progressing well or not."

Abigail picked the rose and got pricked by the thorn. Her forefinger bled. She immediately watched it with running water from the faucet. As she watched her blood being washed away by water, Abigail recalled what happened in her room. A very vague flashback popped up in her mind but she couldn't understand it. And she had forgotten about it once again.

"Stephen. King Stallion... I can't remember any of them..." Abigail mumbled. Worries resurfaced in her eyes.

"I've been in a coma for two years. Did it affect my mind? Did I lose a fragment of my memory?" Abigail seemed so lost in her own thoughts.

"I failed a mission... then I met Stephen as my psychologist? What happened to me back then?" Abigail began to wonder about the past.

Sigh!

Abigail exhaled deeply as she closed the faucet. She didn't know how she would ask Stephen about Phantomflake. She knew that Stephen wouldn't disclose anything related to his patients.

"If I have to steal my patient's record, I will do it. I need to find out why Stephen was claiming that he met me and that he was my doctor." Abigail was already thinking of sneaking into Stephen's office to find her patient's record. If not, she would try to hack Stephen's computer.

"Argh!" Abigail ruffled her own hair. She was having another headache just thinking about it.

"It's so hard to live... having two identities right now. I'm Phantomflake living in Abigail's body... I have to blame Bam-Bam. Can I just live as Phantomflake and make Nathan fall for me instead?"

Abigail was taken aback for a moment. 'Country J... A very familiar country to me. The Red Dragon Mafia took my body and brought it to Country J. Now... I am being invited to go there as Abigail.'

Abigail didn't know whether to cry or laugh. 'Sigh... Why do I feel like the real Abigail and I... are the same. We both attract trouble. Maybe our lives are connected. Both of us are orphans. But Abigail is an heiress while I, on the other hand, lost my parents. So who is more fortunate between us? Sigh, but we are being chased by enemies who want us dead.'

"A penny for your thought, Abi. You are spacing out in front of me. Don't you want to come and visit Country J?" Mr. Hiroshi asked her, a little bit worried.

"No. I'm sorry. I didn't mean to space out. I just recalled something. But of course, I would love to visit your country. When are you going back?"

"Honestly, my flight is today. I'll go back to Country J. I just dropped by to see you before I leave Country M. But I already gave Nathan the task to find my missing daughter. Since you recommended him to me, I feel at ease. I'm going to trust him because I believe in you, Abi."

Abigail was saddened when she heard that. She didn't expect that Mr. Hiroshi would be returning to Country J today. She was going to miss him. For the short time she spent with him, Mr. Hiroshi acted like a real father figure. He backed her up and stood against Nathan just to defend her.

"Don't give me such a sad look, Abi. Otherwise, I'm going to bring you with me today even if your boyfriend will get mad at me." Mr. Hiroshi said, tapping her shoulder.

Abigail let out a soft giggle because of his last remarks. "Don't worry, Uncle. If I finish some important business here, I will visit you there. I promise."

"Alright. I will be waiting for you there, young lady. You have to take care of yourself. Don't get hurt anymore... both physically and mentally. If you need something, don't hesitate to call me. You know my number. Let's keep in touch." Mr. Hiroshi sounded like a father who was reminding his daughter what she would do if someone bullied her.

Abigail thanked him and bobbed her head. They were still talking when another person came to approach them. It was a little one.

"Miss Abi! We have a visitor?" Little Ethan's voice was heard, catching Abigail and Mr. Hiroshi's attention. The young boy just arrived home, coming from school. It was an afternoon break so he decided to go home and see Abigail.

Mr. Hiroshi and Ethan met each other's gaze for a moment. A surprised look could be seen in Mr. Hiroshi's eyes when he saw Little Ethan.

"J-Jane..." Mr. Hiroshi softly mumbled, still looking at Ethan intently.

Ethan and Abigail were puzzled upon noticing the strange look Mr. Hiroshi was giving Ethan.

'Does he know Ethan? But who is Jane?' Abigail asked herself, observing Mr. Hiroshi's reaction.

'This young boy... he resembles my five-year-old daughter a lot.'