Chapter 148 – Second Chance Love of the Missing Groom Novel

Robin naturally doubted that. “There’s no way you can. If you prove that you can, I’ll wipe this entire building with my bare–hands.”

Abigail suddenly became delicate again. “R–Really?”

Abigail’s fear made Robin believe that she was on the money, bolstering her confidence once more. “Of course. Everyone here can be my witness.”

Someone chimed in, “Yeah! We’re all watching!

In reality, everyone was hoping for a miracle that Abigail was a qualified judge, so that their children did not have to take part in the same competition twice.

There were some parents who thought that their children should have a second chance. since they weren’t doing well just now, but they were very much the minority!

Beside them, the male judge could see that Abigail had been pretending to be vulnerable. She must be confident enough to accept Robin’s challenge, or she would have tried to refuse.

“So? Do you have a tune in mind?”

Abigail quickly picked the tune she knew best, and that left Robin dumbstruck.

“A–Are you really going to dance?” Abigail took off her jacket, revealing the dancing dress she was wearing underneath.

Robin finally realized that Abigail was prepared for this–why else would she have that dress underneath?

“What-”

The male judge stopped Robin, saying, “Let’s not sabotage the competition on a whim. Let’s see if Miss Bernstein can prove herself.”

Everyone else agreed, and watched expectantly as Abigail took center stage.

Soon, the music started.

Abigail had no love for dance, but it had been drilled into her as a child and therefore was all too easy.

She seemed to float along to the tune, slowing and hastening according to the rhythm with perfect choreography. Her movements were elegant; with her good looks and stunning figure, it was a feast for the eyes!

The male judge’s eyes widened in wonder.

Diarmuid, who was sitting in a corner, appeared astonished too. He knew that Abigail could dance, but he had to see it to know that she was great at it.

Her confidence was certainly bewitching!

Naturally, everyone’s eyes seemed glued to Abigail. On the other hand, Robin’s expression turned from disbelief to sheer ashen!

Once Abigail was done, no one doubted her qualifications. With her license, she certainly was not the uninitiated and unqualified judge Robin said she was.

She simply proved herself by actions.

The male judge suddenly said, “It seems that someone was intent on humiliating Miss Bernstein.”

Everyone quickly agreed, since Robin was so adamant and vindictive just now. It was obvious that she wanted to embarrass Abigail.

As everyone turned to stare at Robin, Robin realized that Abigail had turned the tables on her, and that Abigail had planned everything from the first place.

Abigail pretended that she could not dance, and then pulled the rug from under Robin’s feet.

Robin had never suffered such ignominy!

Clenching her fist indignantly, Robin glared and spat angrily, “You’ve messed with me again, Abigail Bernstein! This isn’t over!”

Abigail looked sharply at Robin in return. “I agree… But what was that you said earlier? That if

I proved I can dance, you’ll wipe this entire building with your hands?”

Robin was shaking with rage. “You tricked me! That doesn’t count!”

The sporting complex they were at was so huge she would never finish wiping it for days, not to mention that she had to do it with her bare hands. Moreover, after suffering such ignominy, how was she supposed to stay in her department?

Most importantly, how would others see her now?

Robin wanted to harass Abigail because Abigail used Robin’s naive trust in the first place, and that caused problems for lan. Unable to stand the indignation, Robin wanted to humiliate Abigail in public, only to let Abigail turn the tables on her.

She wanted nothing less than to run at Abigail and strangle her!

Abigail walked up to Robin, unfettered. “I can let that go, as long as you answer my question truthfully.”

“What is it?” Robin thought that she was saved as Abigail offered an alternative.

“You sent those anonymous texts to Ricky, didn’t you? Did you also extract Samantha out of jail and hide her?”

Those were questions Abigail wanted very much to know, but Robin appeared puzzled. Ricky? Samantha? What are you talking about?”

Abigail narrowed her eyes and kept watching for signs that she was lying. “Quit pretending.”

“Why would I pretend?” Robin said, looking as if she didn’t know anything at all. “Who are those people? Why would I hide someone, for that matter?”

Robin was denying it, and Abigail couldn’t find any telling signs of lying. Hence, Abigail couldn’t do anything about it.

“Since you’re denying it, please do what you promised to do earlier and wipe the entire building. Everyone here is my witness–don’t try to wiggle out of it.”

With that, Abigail returned to the judge panel and told the organizers, “It’s late. We shouldn’t waste time and proceed to the last round.”

Even an idiot could tell what happened now–Robin wanted to humiliate Abigail, only for

Abigail to turn the tables on Robin!

Robin was crumbling on the inside, but forced herself to keep standing. She was flushed so hard, she was virtually bleeding as she had been made everyone’s laughing stock.

She gained even more spite towards Abigail, but she had to hold it in!

When the competition was over, Abigail handed her scoring cards to the male judge. “I have to go now. I’ll leave this with you.”

The male judge was only too happy to do so. “Of course. Just leave it to me!”

“Thank you,” Abigail said and left.

However, just as she stepped out of a side entrance, Robin appeared out of nowhere and stood in front of her, snarling, “Abigail Bernstein!!!”

Abigail wasn’t actually surprised that Robin showed up. Calmly holding her gaze, Abigail said, ” I’m sorry I exploited you when we first met, Robin, but I’d do it again if I had to, since your boyfriend took my baby. But you let your spite get the better of you and tried to hurt my baby again, and that makes us enemies!”

Abigail was convinced Robin was the mastermind despite her denial, since she had been obsessed with getting back at Abigail.

In fact, being lan’s girlfriend was plenty reason enough. Abigail could not think of anyone else who would go the extra length to mess with her!

“Don’t lie–I never hurt your baby! Also, I’ll remember this.”

“You’d better start wiping this entire building before that.” Abigail did not want to waste her breath, and brushed past her to head for the exit.

Robin was seething. She lunged at Abigail, intent on tearing Abigail into pieces without regard for herself.

“Abigail Bernstein!” she bellowed as she grabbed Abigail’s hair.

Abigail knew Robin would be furious, but didn’t expect Robin to grab her hair like a maniac. Just as Robin was about to pull Abigail down to the floor, a dark blur suddenly reached them; it caught hold of Abigail firmly around her waist while kicking Robin away.

Robin wobbled backwards for a few paces, but eventually lost her balance anyway and fell like a rag doll.

She couldn’t get up for a long time afterwards as her thighs and rump burned, her face contorting and turning pale from the pain.

The agony from her belly where she was kicked was even worse, and it felt like someone had twisted her intestines into a knot!

Abigail looked up to see the pronounced facial features of a man, who was glaring sharply at Robin.

At the same time, she smiled in relief, her body relaxing.

The male judge had seen everything that happened from a corner, stopping in his tracks for a moment. In the end, he walked towards them anyway.

The male judge had brought the jacket Abigail forgot. He was about to help when he saw Robin grabbing Abigail’s hair, but someone beat him to it.

“Miss Bernstein? You forgot your jacket,” he said, holding it out to Abigail.

Abigail was going to reach for it when Diarmuid took it, casting a cool glare at the male judge and showing no inclination of thanking him.

He had seen how mesmerized the male judge was when Abigail was dancing–the man was just using this as an excuse to talk to Abigail.

Abigail, however, thought that Diarmuid was being impolite since she did forget her jacket.

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