Chapter 190 – Second Chance Love of the Missing Groom Novel

James perceived her mood right then, and said, “Well, we’re going to return the favor soon.”

Abigail nodded, but since she was eager to eat, she got to her feet and said. “You boys finish up here. I’ll go check on Tommy–Diarmuid is probably hungry now.”

When she returned to their room, however, Tommy was already asleep.

Diarmuid was in bed, his eyes closed–there was no telling if she was asleep or napping.

She walked quietly up to him, arching her back to get a look at his face.

“Diarmuid?” she whispered.

When he slowly opened his eyes, she said tenderly, “You should have dinner. The food would get cold.”

Diarmuid, however, did not move, and merely watched her quietly.

Abigail pursed her lips. “What’s that look for?”

Diarmuid remained silent, even as he reached out to fiddle a dangling lock of her hair.

“Abigail… Have you fallen in love before you met me?”

Abigail blinked–Lionel had forbidden her from getting into relationships, just as she never had the time anyway.

Qualifying for a medical license was no easy feat.

Still, for Diarmuid to suddenly ask about it… what reason could there be?

Perhaps she wanted to know if she had someone else because he did? So that it was fair because she kept someone in her heart too, so that they could let bygones be bygones?

She lowered her gaze just then, blinking her starry eyes as she softly said, “Yeah.”

Diarmuid’s gaze darkneed a little, but he quickly pressed on. “What’s he like?”

Abigail looked away and lied. “He was an upperclassman in med school.”

“Is he handsome?” Diarmuid asked.

“Of course. He was the hottest guy back then. All the girls wanted him.”

Diarmuid snorted. “If he’s your upperclassman, he’s a doctor right now, yes? He’s not as rich as I am, is he?”

Abigail almost laughed in amusement from his childish behavior.

Turning back to him and letting her smile fade, she asked, “Have you been involved with other women?”

“I’m hungry. I should get dinner,” Diarmuid suddenly said, evading the question by instinct.

Abigail stopped him. “You haven’t answered me. Be honest–did you fall for anyone before me? Like someone you’ve kept hidden in your heart.”

She put much emphasis on that last part.

However, Diarmuid simply could not forget about the girl who saved him.

As a child, how could he tell between love and simple admiration?

They had just met once, and it had been years since–there would have been no evidence of her if not for the silver crucifix.

Moreover, since Abigail had someone before, would it not be demanding to himself if he said that he did not?

He was the CEO of Light Group, and was as handsome as he was rich. How could he not have a woman before?

Would Abigail not be laughing herself silly if she realized that he had a clean slate on relationships?

Hence, being the tsundere he was, he said, “Yeah.”

Abigail felt stung even as she held on to his wrist.

Still, it was understandable–only someone like her would never have relationships.

And it was all in the past anyway. Why get petty over it?

It was just a little corner of his heart, but he belonged to her.

Why obsess over it?

Though the thought still left her restless, she refrained from letting it show and smiled. “Well, since both of us have had someone before, we’re even, right?”

Diarmuid was quite irked.

“Yeah,” he grunted coolly and left.

And the instant he was gone, Abigail’s face fell.

She breathed a long sigh and told herself not to be petty–it was not worth it.

Even so, it felt like she had something stuck in her heart, and she could not stop herself from imagining what the other woman was like.

Was she beautiful?

Did she stand out of the crowd?

Were they innocent playmates? Childhood friends? A match made in heaven?

Why else was Diarmuid unable to forget about her?

Messy thoughts poured into her mind like an endless spring. She shook her head firmly to stop herself from imagining it, and started reading a medical textbook to calm herself.

Unsurprisingly, her thoughts were soon completely drawn to the contents of the book, and the hours ticked past before she knew it.

Meanwhile, the situation at Light Group was taking a turn for the worse, with lan being remanded for investigation while things appeared bleak in the company.

Everyone else was speculating if this would lead to their bankruptcy.

For Henry, his concern to save face was now moot as his entire family was humiliated, with no ounce of dignity left to speak of.

The evidence implicating Quincy’s murder of Kathy was concrete–her trial was merely a formality. As such, Henry was not going to bother helping her, not to mention that she attempted to murder Greg as well.

From that point alone, Henry was already being merciful in refraining from making things harder for her. Still, it was only because Greg survived that Henry did not get involved.

That being said, her doom was her just deserts–especially when she was not a Althoff.

On the other hand, Henry could not afford to neglect lan, whose fate was now bound to Light Group. As Eastdawn was defaulting on a debt well worth over a billion, lan must take up 80% of said debt because. he owned the exact amount of shares of the company.

Once the concerned departments finished their investigation, all of lan’s assets would be confiscated or shut down, including Light Group.

As things stood now, Henry’s only way out was to ask Diarmuid for help. Still, even if Diarmuid had not shown up for a while now, he could teli that Diarmuid was the one behind everything Quincy did–if she was able to tell, he certainly could too.

But with his dynasty on the brink of collapse, he had to put aside his pride.

However, when he tried to contact Diarmuid, he could not reach his grandson at all.

It seemed that Diarmuid might have predicted that and turned off his cellphone.

Not bothered to get involved no matter how lively things were getting out there, he stayed at home, peacefully tending to his son as if none of it concerned him.

Having no other choice, Henry sent Moneypenny to check every property Diarmuid has, while he visited Greg.

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