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.
The face on top of Abigail’s was very familiar, and she was soon wide awake, surprise registering in her eyes. “How did you get in here?” She knew her mother, and Shery! would never have let him in after she became convinced that Diarmuid had dumped her. “You little minx.” His deep voice was at…
Diarmuid then got up and gathered her in his arms, offering a silence assurance. Abigail forced a smile. “Let’s eat. I’m hungry,” she said, and pulled him out of the bedroom as she rambled on. “You must miss Tommy since you’ve been away, right? He’s perked up now, but don’t hug him so soon-it’s bad…
“There are things to do, but nothing urgent. I have the time to take you to the mall…” Turning to look at her just then, he said, “Or maybe you want my company?” Abigail stayed quiet, more or less allowing it. Diarmuid took her to the most bustling street at the heart of the city,…
Diarmuid noticed it too. “If the baby really is hours, he should be hiding the baby instead of bringing him everywhere, and certainly not show him in our faces. It doesn’t make sense.” “I think so too.” Abigail narrowed her eyes. “What is he planning?” Diarmuid composed himself and put his hands around Abigail. “It…
Harvey understood Abigail’s anger just then-she was a doctor and had a sharp smell.She must have noticed that something was wrong before they did. He then turned toward the scented candle on the table. A steward had given it to them, saying that it would help with sleeping, and Harvey took it without hesitation. That…
“Y-You’re alive?” He was so thrilled, but even as he dawdled between tears and laughter, the stewardess found him unhinged instead. “Did you get the wrong person?” Zachary could not care less right then, and he pulled her tightly into his arms. Clang! The saucer she carried crashed to the floor, dropping the food everywhere.…
Suddenly, Diarmuid scooped her up in his arms, and Abigail wrapped her arms around his neck in surprise. That really came out of nowhere! Glaring at him, she grumbled, “Can’t you act proper too? We’re outside, and there are people watching, please!” “What’s the problem? We’re married, and you’re frail. Can’t I, your husband, show…
Seeing that he was not reacting, Rainie prodded him, “You’re not going to complain to the manager, are you?” Zachary came to his senses and shook his head. “No.” With that, Rainie opened the door and left in relief. She really was not pretending not to know him, and yet her face was Lulu’s… Zachary…
As he spoke, he studied Rainie’s expression, but she was completely unaffected. If she was Lulu, she would be more or less affected, would she not? But Rainie was not affected at all! “Do all men use that pickup line these days? Isn’t it getting rather quaint?” Rainie rose to her feet and left. “Keep…
“Let’s find him right now,” she snarled through gritted teeth. “Do you think he’d admit anything if we don’t have leverage? He could just refuse to admit it even if we have proof,” Diarmuid pointed out. Abigail was stumped-it was true, Harvey definitely would not admit it. “Well, what should we do?” Abigail asked, flustered.…