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 asked, “What’s big?” Finn kept gasping, “Someone… approached us… asking for the artificial heart.” Abigail was taken aback, but asked, “Who?” “A patient with a congenital heart condition. He heard that our former director used our artificial heart before and he’s willing to give it a try,” Finn said, staring at her with an…
Though Abigail did not want to, the patient and their family met her through Finn’s liaison and pleaded for her help. Unable to refuse because of the Hippocratic Oath, she returned to the surgical table no thanks to Finn. The surgery lasted five hours, and Abigail was better at it now thanks to the experience…
“It’s a family dinner,” James added, leaving Stan speechless. Critical hit! Stan felt as if he had ten thousand lifepoints slashed off his existence just then! Did they have to hurt him so much? Meanwhile, James blinked at Stan. “Why don’t you join us? You could come back later to catch up on your work.”…
Naturally, it was reasonable for Tommy to like her. Later at noon, Diarmuid returned. Diarmuid came home to take them out for lunch. When he returned, Sheryl had already packed up the baby’s necessities, along with the stroller, which was in the car trunk. Diarmuid had the chauffeur put everything in the car while taking…
As their eyes met, Abigail smiled. “Yeah. Come on—let’s go together.” Diarmuid was driving, and asked along the way, “What time are you returning home tonight?” “Earlier than usual,” Abigail replied. “Let’s bring Tommy along for a movie. There’s a cartoon in cinemas at the moment—he’ll probably like it,” Diarmuid said. “Yeah,” Abigail said quietly.…
“Can babysitters play the role of a mother?” They were once again silent. Eventually, a female colleague said, “I understand where you’re coming from, Director Bernstein. I can’t afford to do it, but if I could, I’d like to stay home and be there for my children as they grow up, too.” Yolanda then added,…
“It’s fine. I can do it,” Diarmuid said. “You should stay outside with the baby—she will start vomiting again, and the whole room is going to smell.” Sheryl nodded. “Alright, you take care of her. The baby is going to sleep soon anyway, so I’ll coax him.” “Yeah,” Diarmuid replied, and closed the bathroom door.…
Abigail’s eyes widened. She did that? How? “You’re lying. Why would I harass you?” “You kept seducing me, knowing I won’t lay a finger on you when you’re filthy. I couldn’t sleep the entire night, so it’s a punishment—you’re coming to my office.” Abigail was speechless. “Oh! Is that it?” “What did you think it…
“Well, just come in…” Tina quickly shook her head, and seeing that she had her concerns, Abigail asked, “Is there somewhere quiet?” She was not that familiar with this place, after all. “The stairs are usually quiet,” Tina suggested, and Abigail followed her there. After closing the doors behind them, Tina said, “I’m sorry, Mrs.…
Driving to the bookstore, she picked two recipe books on typical dishes before returning straight to Diarmuid’s office and reading them on the couch. She would peek at Diarmuid’s desk from time to time, and it appeared that he was having a teleconference with the Remy headquarters. His body appeared relaxed as he reclined against…