Abigail Bernstein was a quiet and obedient girl who seldom say NO to her father’s decisions. Even when it’s about her marriage.
To save their family’s company out of bankruptcy, her father arranged her to marry Diarmuid Althoff, the grandson of a billionaire. But on their wedding day, the groom did not appear. Abigail was disappointed but could do nothing about it.
Alone and boring on wedding night, Abigail accepted to replace her colleague’s shift. At her workplace, the hospital, she saved a wounded man being hunted down by gangsters, and made out with this stranger to blow off steam.
The stranger, however, turned out to be her husband that did not show up at the altar.
Once he closed the door behind him, a faint smile appeared on Diarmuid’s face. Abigail was truly the source of his joy and rage! Outside, Kathy was flashing a seemingly harmless, innocent smile at Stan. “Where are you going, Mr. Hill?” There was no way Stan would tell her about Diarmuid’s personal assignment, and simply…
“No, they must do the deed,” Moneypenny replied. Abigail laughed coldly. “What, you want me to strip them naked and tie them up? Do you they’ll do it even if I did that? You’re asking the impossible, don’t you think?” think “You’re a doctor–you know the right drugs for the situation,” Moneypenny countered. “Just trick…
Diarmuid realized then that he was not himself around her, and a single word or a smile from her could make him angry or sad. “Oh, you.” He smiled, helpless and captivated. He knew then that he had fallen within her control! After he drove them to the hotel, Abigail shoved him toward the bathroom…
“That was actually me.” Diarmuid pulled her by her hair so that she was looking straight at him. “I was your first.” Abigail shuddered in disbelief. Her mind seemed to short out right then, and she could not think. As she stared blankly, Diarmuid released her. “I was being nice to Whitney Cox because she…
“My people will return with Moneypenny, and we’ll get to the bottom of this!” Henry assured her. “Rushing into things does nothing–you’d be no different from a headless fly crashing blindly everywhere. Give me time so that we can find Moneypenny and get to the truth!” Abigail knew that she was just being impulsive and…
Even so, Abigail shook her head. “I’m not lying to you. Go abduct Kathy York yourself and threaten him–he’ll pay you anything to get her back. You’re barking up the wrong tree here.” “That’s fine with me. I like you anyway, and having you as my wife suits me fine even if it doesn’t upset…
Still, Sheryl was not about to harass Lionel’s only son–children should not be made to suffer for their parents‘ crimes. Moreover, Lionel had since passed away, and all grief and hate departed with him. “I know. You should get some rest,” Sheryl told Ricky. “Okay. Call me anytime you need me,” Ricky replied. Sheryl nodded,…
Also, she was only showing Kathy sympathy, and not getting smug. What was there to be smug about being dumped? She just did not want to become a laughing stock, and retained what dignity she had left. Kathy was seething. “Abigail Bernstein! Did you hear what I said?!” “What?” Abigail turned and asked. “Don’t ever…
He had kept telling himself that she did not deserve himself, but he was still upset once he knew that he was marrying another man. It felt as if something was stuck on his chest, suffocating him. “Mr. Althoff…” Kathy had just entered his office without knocking, but Diarmuid was already furious, and immediately snapped,…
“When?” Ricky gaped. “Is he abandoning his son too?” “He doesn’t know that Tommy is his,” Abigail explained. “You have to keep it a secret too.” Ricky appeared taken aback. “What, did you think I’d break my promise and tell Diarmuid about Tommy?” “Ricky, we share a father, even if he’s gone now and we…