Chapter 524 – Second Chance Love of the Missing Groom Novel

“Are all men like you?” she asked.

“More or less!” Zachary shrugged, before adding, “Diarmuid doesn’t because he’s not like most men. He has restraint.”

Abigail snorted. “You’re either covering up for him or covering up for yourself with the last part.”

“Well, it’s been a while since you’ve been with him,” Zachary said. “Don’t you know what he’s like?”

Despite her complaint, Abigail had faith in Diarmuid. “Just do what you will!”

She got up, ready to go back to her room.

It was late, and she needed to sleep.

Zachary stopped her. “Why did you call me?”

Abigail smacked herself on the forehead. How could she have forgotten?

Turning back toward Zachary, she said, “We’re moving back to the castle. Help make the arrangements.’

“Is it safe there?” he asked.

“Stan called me, saying that the crisis is over.”

“Alright, I’ll make the arrangements.”

The next day, Zachary worked on helping Abigail and the others move.

They did not bring much over when they came and therefore did not have much to carry back, aside from personal items and clothing.

Since there was no furniture at all, they just had to load everything they had into their car and head back to the castle.

Things were even easier there since Pierre would help with everything.

Once they returned, Tommy was running around happily in the courtyard, since he really preferred it here-it was so huge, and he had plenty of places to play.

He also had Eagle teach him how to shoot, since he had seen Eagle hit a leaf with a pebble before and was really impressed-

maybe even worshipful.

“Interested?” Eagle asked, leveling his black eyes on him-things had certainly been cordial between them after they pranked

Zachary together.

Tommy nodded.

Eagle said, ’Well need to get some training gear.”

“Why not just a pebble?” Tommy asked, rearing his little head.

“No-you’re too young.” Eagle patted his little head.

His fingers did not have the strength, and he could not throw with enough strength.

Tommy pouted, until Eagle said, ’But you can learn marksmanship first.’

Tommy was puzzled. “What is that?”

“To aim at your target and hit it.” He remembered seeing darts among Tommy’s toys.

Tommy pouted again-that was no fun.

“I’ll teach you how to shoot when you hit the bull’s eye,” Eagle said.

Tommy was immediately interested. “That’s a promise.”

“Of course,” Eagle replied.

Abigail was busy unpacking earlier and did not see them.

When she finally stepped out, she found Tommy fully focused as he launched his darts.

He thought it would be simple, but hitting the bull’s eye was really difficult.

Eagle then saw Abigail approach and was just about to speak when Abigail shook her head, gesturing at him to not bother Tommy.

She wanted to see if her son had the gift for it.

Eventually, she asked softly, “Do you think he can shoot, Eagle?” Eagle looked up but soon lowered his gaze again.

Keeping his gaze lowered, Eagle said, “Tommy’s still young. Let him try first before deciding if he has the gift for it. We can’t tell for sure immediately, but I can see that he’s interested.”

He appeared afraid to meet Abigail’s eyes, but she smiled as she watched Tommy. “Actually, you can teach him hand-to-hand combat.’

Not so that he could win fights, but so that he could defend himself when he grew up.

After all, she was sure that Diarmuid would pass his legacy to Tommy.

And having seen Diarmuid almost getting killed over a disagreement in business recently and sith Tommy having to tread the same path like him, she would like Tommy to have the ability to protect himself.

“I will,” Eagle said.

Abigail smiled and returned inside.

She was about to take her baby off Sheryl’s hands when her phone rang—it was a call from Lulu.

She answered it, and Lulu rasped from the other end, “Abigail.”

Abigail frowned, noticing that something was wrong immediately from Lulu’s voice. “What’s wrong? Were you crying? Were you in a fight with Martin?”

“No,” Lulu replied.

“Then…” Abigail was going to press her, when she noticed Zachary nearby, so she returned to her room.

Zachary frowned slightly as she did-what had gotten into her? Why was she acting all mysterious?

“Mrs. Bernstein, do you know what’s wrong with Abigail?’ he asked Sheryl.

“No, she looks just fine to me,” she replied, not seeing anything wrong with Abigail.

Zachary, however, clearly sensed that Abigail was avoiding him, though he realized soon enough.

Who else would that call from, if she had to hide from him?

Lulu.

Still, Zachary thought it was unnecessary since he completely gave up after seeing the hickey on Martin’s neck.

He decided that it was never going to happen for him and Lulu, and he would not take Lulu’s hand again even if she turned around one day.

On the other hand, Abigail was feeling nervous in her room, sensing something bad over on Lulu’s end. “Are you alright, Lulu? You sound like you’re in trouble.”

“I have a favor to ask,” Lulu said.

“You don’t have to be so formal,” Abigail replied. “Whatever it is, you need just ask—I’ll help if it’s within my power to help.

“I’d like you to raise my daughter, Jean. You could pass her to Zachary afterward, too…’

Lulu made that choice because she knew that Jean would be happy growing up in Zachary’s custody, since she was his daughter.

Abigail growned. “Did you have a fight with Martin because of the child?”

“No… But something happened to him, and I don’t think I can raise her now

She was stuttering, and Abigail could clearly hear Lulu restraining her voice.

Even so, her voice was hoarse and choking with tears.

Abigail felt as if her heart leapt up her throat.

What could be so serious that Lulu could not raise her own child?

“Lulu…”

“Can you promise me?” Lulu cut her short.

Abigail did not hesitate at all. “Of course.”

“I’ll send her over now.”

“I’m not in Zidonia,” Abigail said. “I’ll travel over there to get her, alright?”

Lulu was silent for a while. “Okay.”

Abigail then asked, “Is Martin’s trouble… serious?”

There was more silence until Lulu murmured, “…Yeah.”

“Alright, I understand,” Abigail said.

“You have to hurry.” “Okay,’ Abigail replied, but she felt worried even after she hung up.

She could tell from Lulu’s voice that Martin’s situation was serious!

Abigail’s heart was seized with anxiety even as she put down her phone.

She had to go back as soon as she could to find out what happened to Lulu -or more specifically, Martin, that Lulu could not raise her child.

However, when she opened the door, she saw Zachary standing outside, his hand raised and ready to knock.

He was caught by surprise when the door suddenly opened, though he soon came to his senses.

“Were you talking to Lulu?” he asked, and shrugged before Abigail could answer. “You don’t have to hide from me if you were-l’m over it, and she isn’t the only woman in the world.”

Abigail pursed her lips, and asked, “Is that why any woman would get to bed you? Because you’re over it?”

Zachary was speechless—he knew what Abigail was referring to but did not deny it.

He even said, “I think this is just fine. I mean, what’s the issue? With no strings attached to my relationships, I don’t have to get upset.”

“You really should clean up your act. You’re a father now,” Abigail told him. “If your daughter-’

“Could you not talk about that?” Zachary cut her short before she could finish.

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