Chapter 81 (Bonus included) Abigail's White Moonlight

She was dead.

But he hadn't change.

The most ordinary white coat was worn by him with an elegant and refined attitude, which couldn't compare to the monstrous nobility of Brandon Piers, yet it held a unique sense of reassurance, inherent to him alone.

Her senior.

He was the primary reason for her unresolved feelings after Abigail's sudden death.

She detested marriage and didn't believe in love, yet she had unswerving faith in Jeffrey Foster.

Regrettably, her obscure infatuation had never been confessed, and she had been brushed away before she could utter a word.

It wasn't Jeffrey Foster who cast her off, but the reaper.

How could she willingly accept this?

If the last time Abigail merely noticed Jeffrey Foster's retreating figure she could contain herself, at this moment, facing him directly, her heart raced beyond control.

This was the first formal meeting with Jeffrey Foster after her death.