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.
Even if she had been forced, the thought that Diarmuid was already hooking up with Kathy left her repulsed. If he was allowed to have another woman, she could marry another man! Even if she was trying to get even, she was hardly impulsive–she could not stand Diarmuid and Kathy. “You will regret this, Diarmuid…
Forcing her to marry him when there was no love involved was certainly immoral! Still, this was not the time for that–finding Abigail took priority. “You lost her, so look for her yourself.” Ricky appeared unconcerned, however he was only concerned with doing what Abigail bade him to do before at the moment. Harvey snorted,…
However, she would not use his first name personally… Even when they were alone. Diarmuid remained impassive to her arrival–in fact, he was a little cold. “Is there a problem?” Kathy smiled. “No, it’s just that your grandfather is asking us to have dinner together at the manor. “I’m busy. You’re on your own.” Diarmuid…
“Well, didn’t you take Tommy too? If you won’t give my daughter back, at least give my grandson back!” Sheryl retorted. “No way!” Harvey laughed icily. Without Tommy, he would have no leverage against Abigail: If they somehow managed to find her, and she learned that her son had been returned to the Bernsteins, would…
Naturally, they felt no qualms once Diarmuid had spoken and firmly pried her away from his car, leaving her with cuts on her fingers! With that, Diarmuid jammed his foot on the gas pedal, and his car bounded down into the basement parking lot without pause. Kathy was left staring as he left, her tears…
Kathy certainly had no idea because even drugs failed to work on Diarmuid. What else could he do? Her womanly wiles? That would only work if they spent time together, so that he noticed her virtue! “Could you stop Diarmuid from transferring me to the branch office? He’ll definitely fall for me if I stay…
The gloomy atmosphere in the conference room quickly cleared thanks to that. Someone who thought that he was in a good mood actually asked, “Did something good happen, Mr. Althoff?” Diarmuid looked up at the person who asked. “Yes, but I’m afraid I can’t share it. Let’s hope that your report is satisfactory so that…
“What do you want from me?!” she cried. Diarmuid’s lips were almost touching hers, and they were looking into each other’s eyes even as their breaths swirled around each other’s nostrils. “Have you asked for my approval before marrying someone else?” he growled quietly, withholding the sense of helplessness he felt. Only Abigail could make…
“Diarmuid Althoff!” she growled through her teeth, hating him to the death just then! She would cut him into tiny pieces if he ever had a chance! Diarmuid sneezed as he drove. It was a hot day out–how did he manage to catch a cold? Someone must be talking about him. He wound down his…
Chad patted her hand then. “It’s our happy day-we don’t have to get upset over him.” The bride nodded in agreement. “Yeah” Over at Althoff Manor, Moneypenny hurried into Henry’s study, informing him, “I have done what you asked, sir.” Henry was satisfied with his performance–he had people tailing his butler after he asked him…