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.
Abigail saw that and quickly turned around, but knocked into someone as she panickedly tried to leave! “Sorry!” she said in apology as she looked up. The man’s tall frame was blocking Abigail’s path and his shadow shrouded her. It was a familiar face, too-because it was Harvey. Abigail quickly lowered her head, but Harvey…
Otherwise, if something unexpected were to happen and one of the auctioned items was lost, it is the host who would suffer the most damage. James said, “I’ll go talk to them again-“ Diarmuid suddenly raised a hand to stop him. “Forget it. You need your rest too. “Thank you, sir,” James said. He quickly…
After all, he did not have the strength, and there was a tracker implanted in his body. He was never getting away. Naturally, the feeling of not even being able to die… left him wishing he was dead. Even so, he reared his head and laughed crazily. “Diarmuid .. You didn’t really win, did you?…
Still, he found comfort that Erin was so intent on finding Yvaine’s grave as well. She was a good daughter, even if she was adopted. Nonetheless, Erin seemed to realize what Mick was getting at and shot him a glare. “Dad, are you getting senile already? We’re half siblings-I won’t fall for him no matter…
Abigail had changed her name for work reasons, though she had every reason to hide her real name too. However, as there was not much other information, Diarmuid was left frowning. “Is this all you have?” “I’m afraid that’s all I’ve got on her,” Mark admitted. “But I assure you, if you agree to this…
Harvey lifted the employee ID dangling over Abigail’s chest and read it. “Jane Tanner? I didn’t think that it’d be you,” he said in surprise. “I was actually wondering where I should start searching.” He was impressed that he recognized her despite the face mask, too. As a matter of fact, Harvey had found out…
Diarmuid Althoff this, Diarmuid Althoff that… There was just no escaping from that man! Harvey really wanted to duel Diarmuid to death just to end his own misery! Meanwhile, he and Abigail took their seats, with Abigail asking, “What do you want to eat?” Harvey was certainly not in the mood with his belly full…
“You’ll always be in my heart.Abigail saw the look in his eyes and could not help averting hers— she was not used to Harvey being so serious. “I should go.” “I’ll walk you home.” As she rose, Harvey got up too and paid for dinner. Although he wanted a look inside her house, she promptly…
Debbie frowned. “Hold on…” “I know, I know. Your idea is perfect, and I’ll keep that in mind. Lunch is on me.” James waved her off as he left, not bothering to look back. Debbie was naturally disappointed, but had to hold it because she could not afford to show it! Harvey was supposed to…
He also saw the red eyes and sweat streaming down his cheek, as if he was going through terrible agony. Flabbergasted, James cried, “What’s wrong, sir?!” Diarmuid’s headaches had worsened due to prolonged insomnia and overdosing on sleeping pills. James rushed him to the hospital the instant they disembarked. After examination, the doctor told James…