“Why?” he asked.
“I shouldn’t laugh at you.”
He then leaned in to bite her on her lips.
Ouch!
Abigail gasped from pain, because he was really biting down on her.
“I’ll punish you in bed next time,” he whispered into her ear.
Abigail blushed right then.
Honestly, this man!
As they dilly-dallied, it took Diarmuid half an hour to get dressed.
He said, “I’ll be right back.”
Abigail nodded. “I’ll be waiting.”
Diarmuid nodded and left-he did not have a moment to waste!
Abigail watched him leave, and turned away when the door closed behind him.
Sitting on his bed, she thought she should return home to take care of Tommy. However, Diarmuid’s doctor had insisted that he stay for three days for observation, since he had been struck by a bomb.
That was when the door suddenly swung right open, and she stiffened upon seeing who it was!
Abigail quickly rose to her feet, asking Ricky, “You’re hurt! Why did you come here? What’s with that look?” Ricky’s eyes were welling with tears, and he appeared unable to speak.
Beside him, Sheryl said, “The police just came, saying that they’re closing the case on Samantha White, and requesting that we claim her body from the morgue.”
“What?!” Abigail exclaimed in shock.
Why would the police close the case on Samantha?
However, it made sense when she really considered it-the culprit would naturally want that since they/ had failed to pin the crime on Diarmuid.
As Abigail walked up to Ricky and helped him stand, he told her, “The police said that the verdict will be formally announced at court tomorrow. Will you come with us?”
“Definitely-the culprit would definitely be worried about leaving a mess. That’s why they want it to end soon.”
“But can I really find them if they close the case?” Ricky was almost hysterical.
“Of course, once we have evidence to build a case,” Abigail told him. “But right now, we have nothing to go on at the moment, let alone how they got your mother out of prison. That means we have to accept that for the moment, and wait for them to let their guard down before reopening the case.”
“It must be the person I saw!” Ricky snarled with spite.
Abigail clapped him on the shoulder to calm him. “Right now, you need to get better. Once you’ve recovered, we’ll work together to find your mother’s killer.”
“Yeah.” Ricky nodded.
In a certain mansion, a man was holding a woman in his arms and assuring her, “Alright, calm down. Things didn’t go as planned, but they still don’t know who you are. We wouldn’t have gotten off this easy either if Diarmuid Althoff wasn’t busy with family issues, so just lie low for a while.”
The woman gave him a cold look. “But I went through all that, and couldn’t even make Ricky my tool. That bomb also somehow missed Diarmuid although it was so close! What a blunder! Do you think we’d have another chance?!”
Diarmuid’s hunch at the time was right-she was watching them when the bomb went off, and she knew right away that they survived.
She would not have fallen for it if Ricky had really contacted her!
Her eyes were burning with spite. “Well, I guess this is it… But it’s so frustrating!”
The man kept trying to calm her down. “There’s this nice restaurant I know. Shall we go there together?”
He was being patient, and knowing that he genuinely loved her, the woman did not pout too much despite her bad mood.
Smiling as she threw herself into his arms, she said, “Okay.”
The man happily showered her with kisses, and it escalated soon enough.
When it was all done, they were on the couch naked, with the man exhausted and lying sprawled on his back.
The woman looked at him, but there was no tenderness in her eyes-only indifference!
In spite of his love, she did not seem to care for him at all!
The next day, the woman arrived at court, disguised as a journalist.
Abigail and Sheryl were there accompanying Ricky. Abigail was only there for Ricky, and would not have cared less that Samantha was gone, if not for her stepbrother.
Soon after they took their seats, a notary announced the closure of the case on Samantha’s murder.
The short version was that Samantha had feigned illness to get out of prison and escaped at the hospital, but killed herself out of guilt and fear that she would be recaptured!
Any idiot could have told that there would have been people watching Samantha even though she was transported to the prison.
The only reason she had escaped was because someone well-connected got her out.
Ricky was agitated even as he listened to the verdict.
Seeing that his hands were balled into fists, Abigail tried to assure him, “Just calm down.”
“I can’t.” Ricky wanted to stay calm too, but he could not-his mother was murdered, but they were now saying that she killed herself!
Knowing the truth he was unable to accept the verdict… but he had no evidence either!
Despite his knowledge, he could not do anything, leaving him utterly indignant!
Abigail sighed softly-she understood how he felt, and said nothing.
He was going to need time after this.
The verdict announcement ended soon enough, and they were allowed to take Samantha’s body to bury it.
Ricky left and Sheryl went with him, while Abigail waited outside.
That was when she saw a female journalist walking nearby. Though she was not paying the latter much attention, she somehow found her familiar but could not put a finger on where they had met.
Then, as the other woman walked past her, she turned to look.
Abigail was taken aback by the look in her eyes-she thought she saw spite, even though they were not acquainted!
Still, just as Abigail wanted to talk to her, Sheryl called out from inside, “Abigail? We need a hand here.”
Abigail took one last look at the other woman and headed inside.
When she turned, she missed the naked spite in the woman’s eyes!
Sheryl was watching as people carried off Samantha’s body, and they had already arranged for a hearse.
Ricky was still injured and could not do much aside from signing papers, so Sheryl asked Abigail to lead him to the car.
After being kept at the morgue for quite a while, Samantha’s body had to be buried quickly. Ricky had planned for her to be interred at the same graveyard as Lionel Bernstein, but the spot next to Lionel’s had been purchased.
Still, Ricky wanted to bury her with Lionel, so he asked, “Would you be upset if I buried Mom with Dad?”
“She was with him for over twenty years, hasn’t she?” (Abigail said. “She’s pretty much his wife even if they weren’t actually married.”
Ricky cheered up a little. “Okay… I’m relieved that you’d say so.”
Still, Abigail held his gaze, her expression suddenly serious. “Since we’re talking about this, I’m going to tell you something… Please don’t get upset.”
Ricky rarely saw her being serious, and his heart skipped a beat.
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