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.
Before Abigail could respond, the doctor said, “Hold on, wasn’t your name supposed to be Abigail?” Abigail stared at him for heartbeats, unable to place him. “You know me?” Seeing that she had no recollection of him, the doctor deliberately made a wounded look. “I guess you’re too important to remember me now,” he joked,…
“Your father gave it to me,” she said as she reminisced about the past. “I thought I wasn’t going to see it again after Ricky sold the mansion, but it turns out that he was keeping it. I hated him, but he’s dead now, so it’s all in the past.” Abigail smiled at how open-minded…
“Keep him in line,” Abigail said. Diarmuid grinned-his little kitten was baring its claws again. “I’ll get it.” Eventually, they arrived outside the hospital and Abigail alighted. “I can do this alone.” Putting one hand on the steering wheel, Diarmuid held her gaze as he asked,” Are you really that afraid of me following you?”…
Around midnight, Zachary was tossing and turning, unable to sleep from a stomach ache. Mrs. Slate was making trips to and forth the washroom as well! In fact, she was suffering from diarrhea, just like Zachary, and she had to relieve herself up to six times in under an hour. Eventually, Mrs. Slate was overwhelmed…
Abigail simply closed her eyes and pretended to sleep, even after Diarmuid’s food delivery arrived and he tried to wake her. “Fine, we can’t wait until you’re hungry.” Diarmuid said. That was when Seth arrived. Seeing Diarmuid’s glare, he explained, “I’m just checking the patient’s recovery progress.” Diarmuid stood by the bed, keeping a close…
Still, Sheryl came out and stopped him. “Where are you going, Ricky? Abigail would love to see you, and it’s time for dinner anyway. Ricky wiped his lips. “I’m not hungry.” “You should come in anyway, get that face treated,” Sheryl told him. Ricky hung his head then and followed Sheryl into the study, where…
As the light of dawn spilled in, Diarmuid had already suited up, looking prim and cool. At the dining table, he said, “I might be traveling abroad for work for over half a month.” Abigail was puzzled. Why a business trip out of the blue? “What for? Do you really have to leave?” “I’m going…
“To check on my mom,” Zachary replied. After he got Lulu out of harm’s way, the fire reached his mother before he returned for her. In fact, his mother was seriously hurt among them—he had to check on her, or he would be too worried to sleep. Abigail nodded. “Yeah, you should go.” Half an…
He missed her, and he could not ignore her even if he was upset with her. Still, he stayed aloof despite answering and restrained his voice. “What is it?” Abigail could not wait to talk to him, but she was hesitant to speak. “Diarmuid?” she eventually murmured, pursing her lips. “It’s nothing …You didn’t tell…
“I think Lulu might have started the fire…” Lulu was just outside—she did not actually leave, and she was listening in on their conversation in the ward! However, Zachary cut his mother short before she could finish. A little frustrated just then, he snapped, “How could you say that, Mom? Don’t you remember what you…