Chapter 284 – Second Chance Love of the Missing Groom Novel

“Abigail prefers men who don’t mess around with women, though.”

“That’s a cheap shot!”

Harvey bristled like a furious beast! Not only did Diarmuid destroy his dignity, but there were still many compromising photos of him on the internet! The thought that he was now everyone’s laughing stock left him incensed and he really wanted to break Diarmuid’s face right then! He rolled up his sleeves, ready to fight Diarmuid—he doubted that he would only ever lose to Diarmuid! They had yet to exchange physical blows, after all! However, a man appeared behind Diarmuid just then.

“Are you sure you want to do this?”

Harvey took one step back when he saw the other man, not because he was superior, but because Harvey himself had no backup.He was also confused.

Why did James Cross show up out of the blue? They were in the middle of a highway! Just as he wondered, however, he noticed Abigail, who was still in Diarmuid’s car, but with a phone in her hand.

Did she call James? He asked her as much, actually a little doubtful that it was her.

Abigail did not deny it, however.She was worried when she saw Harvey—and actually felt concerned for him instead of Diarmuid.

After all, Harvey had never come out on top in every bout he faced Diarmuid.

It naturally left her worried, so she called James with Diarmuid’s phone, which Diarmuid had left in his car.

However, she called James not so that he would help Diarmuid beat up Harvey, but to discourage him from actual fisticuffs.

Looking Harvey in the eye, she said, “I’m doing this for your own good.”

Harvey was speechless for a while, his brow creasing.

“Why do I feel otherwise? Like you’re conspiring with Diarmuid to do me dirty?”

Abigail stared at him for heartbeats and decided to give up.

“Then fight all you want.”

She was doing it out of goodwill, but she had no obligation to waste her breath if he did not see it that way.

Harvey was left speechless again.

Was she telling him to fight two other men at once? Did he stand a chance? Certainly not! It was a trap, after all! He had always believed that he was good to her, treating her as a friend while wooing him.

But it seemed that she did not care!

“Fine.I won’t forget this.”

He turned and strode toward his car, feeling spite toward Abigail for being so callous toward himself.No matter what he did for her, she somehow could act as if it never happened.

Abigail never sensed the oddness with Harvey—she did not have the time to, not when she was overwhelmed with worry for Lulu.

Being pregnant kept her from sparing much attention to anything else either, but this was the one negligence that turned Harvey to hate her…and to eventually do what he did in relation! Abigail was standing by the door, a myriad of emotions jumping in her.

“I’ll go in with you,” Diarmuid said.

“Yeah,” she replied softly and a little hoarsely.

She could not bear to face her own mother and child.

The door opened.

In the living room, Sheryl Harris was trying to feed Tommy, but the toddler kept plucking the little spoon from her to eat on her own.

Naturally, Sheryl was coaxing him, saying, “Be a good boy, Tommy.I’ll—”

“Papa.”

Tommy spotted the door opening just then, and he ran toward Diarmuid with his little feet.

His pronunciation of ‘papa’ was now clear too, unlike the babble of ‘pah-pah’ from before.

Sheryl was still holding Tommy’s bowl when she turned toward them, and froze when she saw the person standing with Diarmuid.

The bowl slipped off her grapes and shattered with a loud clang, quickly pulling her back to her senses.

“I-Abigail? Is it really you?”

Her voice was quivering with disbelief, and yet she was hopeful that what she was seeing was real…

Abigail walked over and hugged her.

“Mom.”

Being called ‘mom’ left Sheryl’s eyes welling with tears, and she smacked Abigail on the back.

“What is this?! I thought you were…”

“I’m sorry.”

After learning that her daughter had faked her death, Sheryl was absolutely apoplectic and scolded her endlessly.

“How could you do this? Not everything is about you—it’s fine if you left me, but you abandoned your own son and you ran off while pregnant?! Diarmuid and I had been mourning you every day! But I guess this is what to be expected of you now, huh?!”

Abigail naturally did not dare to retort, while Diarmuid listened on nearby with Tommy in his arms.

There were things he would never say, but he agreed with the notion nonetheless.

Having Sheryl say it might also make Abigail remember, preventing her from being too willful in the future.

Even if she had her reasons, faking her own death was not the way.

“You’re pregnant! How would you explain to Diarmuid if something happened? You’re an adult now, and soon, the mother of the two children.You should know better instead of just doing whatever you like!”

Shery] then gestured at Tommy.

“See? Your own son doesn’t even recognize you now.Don’t you think you’ve failed as a mother?”

Tommy naturally had no idea what was going on.

His round eyes were like little black grapes, twirling and twinkling spiritedly.

At the moment, he had imprinted on Diarmuid, even though Sheryl babysitted him the most.

Meanwhile, Sheryl was asking, “So? Do you understand what you’ve done?”

Abigail certainly understood her mistake and was contrite as she listened to everything Sheryl said.

That being said, the look of schadenfreude on Diarmuid’s face left her annoyed—he was the reason for the entire mess, but he was now watching gleefully as she suffered!

“I know.What I did was wrong,” she admitted, eager to have Sheryl stop rebuking her soon.

However, Sheryl was not stopping because of her admission, but she was actually ‘escalating’ instead.

“Look, Abigail—you really have to think things through before going through with it next time.Try to consider if it’s right, and whether it’s worth it.Don’t you constantly play along according to your own whims—”

Bzzt…

That was when Abigail’s phone rang.

Feeling like she was saved by the bell, she quickly answered it.

It was Dr.Pitt, her head of department.

“Dr.Tanner? We need you back at the hotel right now.”

“Okay,” Abigail replied before she hung up and turned toward her mother.

“Sorry, Mom.I have something to attend to.”

“Leaving as soon as you come back, huh?”

Sheryl snorted.

“Even your own son treats you like a stranger now—do you feel a sense of accomplishment yet?”

Abigail was speechless.She had been feeling miserable already, but Sheryl struck her where it hurt again.Her eyes welled with tears.

Realizing that she was going overboard just then, Sheryl took Tommy off Diarmuid’s arms, saying, “It’s bath time for Tommy.Just go do what you have to do—I’ll take proper care of him.”

The last part was naturally meant for Abigail, and Abigail understood that her rebuke came from a place of affection.

Regardless, Abigail was relieved to have Sheryl look after Tommy, and Diarmuid drove Abigail back to her hotel.

“You seemed so pleased when I was getting scolded,” she said in the car.

Diarmuid kept a straight face as he drove, asking in return, “Do I?”

Still, she did not want to get too confrontational—she still needed his help with Lulu.

“I’m counting on you to find Lulu now.”

“Yeah,” Diarmuid murmured.

“Thank you.”

Diarmuid turned to look at her with a gaze of myriad emotions, but simply stayed silent before driving off.

Arriving at the hotel, Abigail got off and said, I might be here for a while.Go find out what you can about Lulu.”

“Yeah,” Diarmuid said—she would obviously remain anxious as long as they did not resolve the situation with Lulu.

He must find Lulu soon so that she could have ease of mind, which was vital for her pregnancy.

“Call me if anything comes up,” he told her.

“Okay,” Abigail said, then turned to head inside the hotel.

Suddenly Diarmuid called out to her, “Don’t you run away again.”

If she did, he would not be that merciful next time.

“Got it,” she replied.

Returning to her room, she knocked on Dr.Pitt’s door.

“Come in.”

Abigail did so, and found Dr.Pitt scowling inside.

The instant Abigail entered, she said coolly, “Over here.”

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