Told as much, the head nurse hung up and turned toward Diarmuid and Abigail.” I’m sorry, but your child’s remains have been cremated.”
Diarmuid frowned-they were almost eager to show them before, and should at least inform them before something like this.
Why did they not do so?
Is it possible that they had nothing?
‘This was your responsibility.”
“Yes. I’m sorry for the terrible miscommunication.”
“Do you think I’d accept that apology?!” Abigail screamed.
She clearly had yet to calm down, but no one probably could in her shoes.
How could she accept it? She was not even afforded the chance to see the child she carried.
Diarmuid had to keep his arms around her, but words failed him.
After all, nothing could appease the anguish of losing a child.
Bzzt-
Diarmuid’s phone suddenly rang-it was Sammy.
‘I have something, but I think we should meet. Is this a good time?”
“Yeah.”
Diarmuid then hung up and turned toward the head nurse with a sharp glare.” There had better be a formal apology. It is unacceptable that we weren’t informed, and we will talk to the hospital chief if you lack the authority!”
With that, he left, putting a hand around Abigail’s shoulder as they left together.
Sammy arrived at Abigail’s ward half an hour later, but seeing that she was up but in a bad state, he asked Diarmuid, “Should we talk outside?”
“No,” Diarmuid growled. “We can do it here!”
Right now, this might offer Abigail enough hope to pull herself together.
Sammy handed him a ledger.
“Here’s what I got-the bank records of Kim Sherwood, the doctor who operated on your wife. There was a huge sum suddenly wired into her account on the day of the surgery, and the account was closed soon after the funds were wired. I personally checked with the bank-you can see it here.”
“I’m sure it’s too much of a coincidence for anyone. A doctor being paid off on the day your wife had the surgery? The account that wired the money was closed after the transaction too-someone wants to cover their tracks. Something is wrong here.”
“So there’s a chance that my child is alive?” A ray of hope sparkled in Abigail’s eyes after she heard Sammy’s story.
‘There is the possibility,” Sammy replied.
Abigail then turned toward Diarmuid. “Who could it be?”
Diarmuid was reading the ledger.
The account that wired the money to Dr. Sherwood’s account only had a single transaction, as if it was opened expressly for that purpose.
Was it a conspiracy?
Diarmuid frowned as an idea took hold. “Sammy, find out if she left Minerva.’ “Right away.’
Sammy understood what Diarmuid was getting at-if something shady really went down in that operating room, Kim Sherwood would definitely bolt.
Finding her took priority, just as unveiling the truth started with her.
“She’s running?” Abigail became flustered.
They had no clues at the moment, let alone any idea who the mastermind was.
The trail would grow cold if Kim managed to escape.
Meanwhile, Diarmuid had calmed down and he took Abigail’s hand. “Maybe this is actually good news for US.”
Abigail blinked and rasped, “What are you talking about?”
“If that doctor really bolted, it proves that she was in league with someone -our child might be alive, and that’s good.”
Abigail thought about it and agreed, but soon began to panic again. “Who could it be? Are they your enemy or mine?”
But she never offended anyone…
Abigail murmured, ‘It might be them…” “No,” Diarmuid assured her. “Sammy checked-it wasn’t the people who confined you.”
As for him…
Well, he had no shortage of rivals as enemies.
He was a businessman, after all—his profits occasionally meant taking from others.
While Abigail had been away, he went on a frenzy as he expanded his business, destroying a long list of rivals in the process.
It would take a lot of time if they had to screen said list, and there would be nothing conclusive anytime soon.
Just having hope right now was more than ideal for them right now.
Sammy soon returned with news that Kim Sherwood had fled.
“I asked the admin, and they told me that she is on a break, but she definitely ran away. I’m sure she was prepared for this.”
“Then start looking!” Abigail urged Diarmuid.
He simply gave her hand a squeeze, and told Sammy, “I’m going back to Zidonia.ru return later.”
Sammy understood that he had other arrangements to make. “I’ll be waiting.”
He still needed Diarmuid’s help, and it was why he was doing his best to support him however he could.
Still, just as Sammy closed the door behind him, Abigail demanded, “Why are we going back to Zidonia? Why aren’t you looking for that doctor? I’m not going anywhere if you don’t find her and demand an answer!”
Diarmuid held her gaze calmly despite her agitation. He understood her agitation, and calmly explained, “She’s already gone for two days, and she could be anywhere-especially since she’s prepared for this. We wont find her soon, but I’ll hire a couple of private detectives to help US. I know it hurts, Abigail, and I’m hurting too.”
Abigail was taken aback-indeed, Kim would not be so easily found if she planned this ahead of time.
She was getting ahead of herself.
Diarmuid caressed her cheek and explained, “I’ve made the arrangements for us to return to Zidonia today. There’s too much we don’t know here, and Tommy is still there. He needs his parents.”
“But…”
“Trust me, and give me time. I’ll definitely get something,” Diarmuid continued to assure her, understanding her worries.
Eventually, Abigail nodded and rasped, “…Okay.”
Once everything was arranged, Stephen Carr joined them on their returning flight to Zidonia.
He was pleased that she had returned in one piece, but also apologetic about his mistake.
“I’m sorry. I didn’t know things would turn out like this…”
“It’s in the past now.” Abigail was simply too out to press the issue.
Naturally, Stephen quickly held his tongue because she did not look so good.
Over the long, arduous flight to Zidonia, Abigail was leaning against Diarmuid’s shoulder, her eyes closed but not sleeping.
Diarmuid’s hand gently patting her shoulder. “Tommy definitely misses you,” he said, trying to divert her attention.
“Yeah,” she murmured.
His words had its effect-she was one thinking about Tommy.
Debbie and a group of people were at the airport, waiting as their flight landed.
With James now reduced to a vegetable and unable to work, Debbie was in charge of the company’s affairs in the country.
Abigail was enveloped in a thin blanket as Diarmuid carried her out.
Debbie’s eyes flashed when she saw that, but quickly looked downward.” The car is ready, sir.”
Her voice was familiar to Abigail, and she turned and saw Debbie. What was she doing here? Was she not transferred abroad?
Abigail realized immediately that Debbie must have transferred herself back in the country while she was gone.
New Book: Back Home to Marry Off Myself
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