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.
Zachary’s brow furrowed. What was he doing here? Every guest in the wedding today had been invited, but no one invited Ricky if his memory served him well. Still, Abigail did not hide the truth. “He and Lulu slipped in. I was looking for him because I don’t want him to cause trouble for you.”…
“Alright, thank you.” Abigail said, refraining from making things difficult for him. After the attendant left, Abigail unfurled the piece of paper and read it. [26th floor, Room 502. There’s something you must know.] Once she read it, she crumpled it into a ball and threw it into a trash can nearby, but did not…
They all arrived outside when they all saw it. There was a crowd gathered outside, staring up at Central Tower. Zachary and Ember did the same, and saw several banners dangling over the glass walls of the tower. [Zachary Slate is a bastard!] [Zachary Slate, kiss my ass!] [Ember Lindt is a whore!] [Ember Lindt…
She had every chance to tell him that she was innocent, but she kept her silence. Was he supposed to live with the woman who killed his mother, as if he had no conscience and felt no pressure doing so? Inside the house, Abigail was standing by a window, quietly lifting the curtain to peek…
“He recovered already?” Abigail asked offhandedly. “No. There’s no way he can when he was so grievously hurt. I just sent him home early to spare him from reprisals.” Abigail knows that Stephen was referring to Diarmuid, but did not offer any comment because she knew what Yvaine thought about Mick. “Now, rest. I’ll be…
Ricky appeared dumbfounded. “What banners?” Abigail kept a close eye on his reaction. “You really don’t know?” “Time out, Abigail. What banners are you talking about? I really don’t get what you’re talking about.” Ricky still appeared to be dizzy from his hangover and he could not understand Abigail just then. Abigail kept staring at…
Abigail quickly scooped up Tommy and rushed to the stairs, asking, “What-” Before she could finish, she saw the carnage downstairs! On the floor, Ricky was lying on his back. His bath towel–which must have loosened from his waist–was just covering his privates. Lulu was standing at the living room, a glass of water in…
When she returned to Bernstein Mansion, she alighted with a giant bag, but there was no one inside even as she carried it in. She called Sheryl, who told her, “I’m taking a stroll with Tommy outside. We’ll be right back.” “Okay,” Abigail replied, and hung up. She then sorted everything, putting the cold stuff…
After she hung up, Abigail turned toward James and asked, “Did you get anything?” James shook his head. “He probably expected us to track him and prepared accordingly. There’s no fix on his position, and he knew enough to pick a time when Mr. Althoff isn’t around.” “Get in the mansion for now,” Abigail told…
Abigail held his gaze, and repeated, “You have me already. Let them go.” “No. I. Won’t.” He breathed–it was his leverage against her and Diarmuid. He would die before he spared them. Furious, Abigail lunged at him again, ready to go down with him! This time, however, lan easily caught her wrist. “Now, now. You…