บท 98: Benefit

Ethan's gaze landed on Abigaile, who was clad in a trench coat that was buttoned up tight, with a khaki belt cinched at her waist accentuating her curves.

Surprisingly curvy.

Below the hem of her coat peeked out legs clad in black tights, the opaque kind, mismatched with her schoolgirl-style leather boots.

"I was doing a cosplay photoshoot in the park nearby," Abigaile explained as she peeled an apple, chopped it into pieces, and placed them on a fruit plate. "I knew you were around here, so I thought I'd drop by and check on you."

When Abigaile looked up, her beautiful eyes fixed intently on Ethan. "It's surprising to see a man who's so charismatic on stage actually enduring pain, giving his best side to the audience. I'm... kind of curious what kind of well-endowed man you really are."

The curious gaze from such a beautiful woman is something few men can withstand.

Ethan was equally taken aback, staring at her pretty face.