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.
Stan pretended to be absolutely afraid. “Okay, I won’t move. Please don’t hurt me.” Hector pulled off his face mask then. “Piece of sh*t,” he snapped at Stan in disdain, before walking up to Diarmuid’s bed, watching him as he said, “Your lackeys are just so incompetent.” Diarmuid did not answer as he calmly opened…
“If you knew that, why did you come here?” Zachary shot back. “Would I find you if I didn’t?” Zachary raised his brow. “Don’t ever come here if it’s not important.” Barzel glared at him with a boyish stubbornness but said nothing else as he turned to leave. Zachary watched as he left, thinking to…
“Okay,” Abigail replied and quickly asked about Diarmuid. “Did the doctors say when he’ll be better?” Stan was silent for a while before answering, “The doctor said soon.” Abigail did not even need to guess-while Stan paused, he was actually asking Diarmuid what to say. “Stan, is he hiding something from me?” she asked then…
“Are all men like you?” she asked. “More or less!” Zachary shrugged, before adding, “Diarmuid doesn’t because he’s not like most men. He has restraint.” Abigail snorted. “You’re either covering up for him or covering up for yourself with the last part.” “Well, it’s been a while since you’ve been with him,” Zachary said. “Don’t…
Abigail frowned. “The baby-“ “Lulu’s baby,” he interrupted her again. Abigail glared at him like she could bite him just then. “Could you please let me finish?” Zachary said “If it’s about Lulu, you don’t have to tell me.” “Alright, you said that yourself! Don’t you regret it later!” Abigail snapped. She then started to…
Zachary reached out to take Jean, his movement rigid but extremely careful. Lulu left to heat up some milk, and after testing that the temperature was good, she handed Zachary the bottle. Zachary remained stiff—feeding a baby was yet another first. “Just put it in her mouth,” Lulu told him. Zachary did as Lulu said,…
If Martin survived, Lulu would try her damndest to save him. If he was dead, she would definitely avenge him. She was sure Martin had become a handler and was therefore miserable about it. Abigail said, “I don’t think we can help her with this.” Zachary knew that too. He watched Abigail as he said,…
“That’s obvious.” Zachary shrugged, looking at Abigail in return. “You didn’t even know who Tommy’s father was but gave birth to him anyway. Moms are as passionate as they are independent.” Abigail was speechless-Zachary’s mention of the past actually left her uncomfortable. She certainly lacked maturity at the time, and her mindset was lacking. Naturally,…
Still, he smartened up this time and quickly realized that Abigail did not tell Diarmuid who she was, and Diarmuid did not recognize her. So, was that why Diarmuid was so repulsed by her? It was all the more reason for him to leave-the married couple were flirting, and an outsider being around would be…
Naturally, she had to be trained extensively for the operation as ordered by the higher-ups. An assessment followed after the two-week training. Before she went undercover, she texted Abigail: [I have neither regrets nor fear. The only attachment I have is Jean, so please take good care of her.] Abigail replied: [I will. Don’t worry.]…