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.
Glaring sharply at Vivian, Ken demanded, “Do I need your permission to be here? You’re just a secretary, and one who only got her job because of pressing circumstances and you’re here telling me how to behave?” Vivian did a double take-she presumed Ken to be agreeable since he was noncommittal about everything, and she…
Meanwhile, Ken lay down on the living room couch as if he owned the place he was not one who would put himself through any suffering anyway. Vivian was left gaping when she arrived at the place Ken told her to go to. It was a ton of furniture! She was basically told to move…
The room was quiet, save for the gentle breeze blowing in through the window. It was not cold and was actually invigorating. Zachary sat by the bed to watch Lulu sleep. Without her lies or pretenses, Zachary found serenity-if only time could stop here. He glanced at Star in turn-was she sleeping soundly as well…
Once Lulu put Star back in her crib, Star started bawling as if there were thorns on the mattress. Lulu smiled exasperatedly, “Oh, Star. How am I going to make your milk if you want me to carry you around?” Still, unable to argue against Star’s large, dewy eyes, Lulu had no choice but to…
As he took little bites off his pie, Abigail frowned as she held a tissuet e he was getting greaseet over his hands and lips. S He held out a chunk affectionately. “Eat, Mommy.” Abigail leaned in to take a bite. “Yeah, it’s good.” all Baby beamed, and Abigail watched him lovingly. “Take it slow…