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.
Lara glared at Abigail and asked, “Seth loves you, doesn’t he?” Abigail frowned. “You’re imagining things—” “I’m not.My groom ran away and came here to Zidonia.And the only woman he was in contact with is you.” It turns out that Lara came to Abigail not only because she hurt Seth, but to find out what…
As she shot him a glare in silence, he simply put an arm on her shoulder and said, “Come on.Let’s go upstairs.” He then paused and turned to the receptionist, “This is my wife.Just let her upstairs the next time she comes here.” “Yes, Mr.Althoff,” she replied, though her eyes were on Abigail. She was…
Diarmuid gave her a peck on the cheek then. “Alright, I’m going.Don’t want to annoy you.” Abigail caught his wrist as he stood up. “Make it quick.We should head home soon.” “Okay,” Diarmuid replied. All the books Diarmuid had were about commerce, so she fell asleep soon enough from disinterest.She slept late last night and…
As Abigail stood over it, she could feel Diarmuid’s meticulous nature, thuy and that the design must have been for the sake of their children since they might fall over if the steps were too high. “Go in and take a look,” Diarmuid said as he put an arm around her shoulder. They opened the…
Abigail was woken the next day, she opened her groggy eyes… to the sight of the row of servants standing by her bed. She promptly sprang up, her head clearing up right then. “What…” She then spotted the towering form, who was speaking into the phone while still in his pajamas, standing at the balcony.…
The hall was already crowded when Abigail and Diarmuid entered. There was a round table in the middle with its center removed in place of a fountain, where a half- naked statue of a woman stood. As the trails of water splashed down, the vapor that swirled out of it made the statue appear as…
The attendant closed the door as he left, but Abigail could not relax—it was an unfamiliar environment and she felt insecure. She simply reclined against the couch to rest, just so that she did not have to keep standing. Time flew, and she was about to fall asleep when the door suddenly opened. She opened…
Diarmuid actually frowned at Abigail. “No one’s going to take your food.” Abigail did not stop, however, and did as she liked. After all, she did not have to put the food on her own plate or take small bites like she usually would. Diarmuid naturally loved her being true to herself, and he poured…
Mick was pleased, and they headed to a restaurant together. Erin wrapped her hands around Abigail’s arm, whispering into her ear, “My dad is very happy.” Abigail certainly could tell, even as Erin continued, “Dad loves Mom the most, and naturally her child too.” Erin was referring to Mick, who seemed to love Diarmuid like…
She called Diarmuid’s number then, and he answered soon enough. “Did you get the gang who hurt Erin?” she asked immediately. “You saw the news?” “Yeah. Did you really get them? That was fast…” So fast that she found it unbelievable. “That’s because it’s fake,” Diarmuid explained patiently. “We’re not going to get them when…