After all, she had no right!
If she really did, what Diarmuid thought of her would change, and she still cared about that a lot.
Hence, she simply clenched her fist and turned to leave!
Behind her, Abigail glowered as well
Abigail glared coolly at Debbie, watching as she left.
Her cool composure faded, replaced by aloofness.
Debbie was getting more daring by the day.
She must come up with something soon, or James would get killed if he was kept here.
“Debbie said that she is James’s best friend,” Erin asked just then. “But you don’t seem to like her…?”
Not liking Debbie was putting it lightly.
“We just can’t see eye to eye,” Abigail replied, refraining from discussing the past just then.
She must not let Debbie find out that she already knew that Debbie staged James’s accident, or Debbie would resort to drastic measures.
“Have you been here every day?” she asked Erin.
“Yes,” Erin replied.
Even so, Abigail was convinced that James would not be safe here-they had to get him out.
Abigail then watched as Abigail massaged James’s body, and could not help commenting, “You’re very good at this.”
“I’ve been learning from his physiotherapist for a while,” Erin replied.
The physiotherapist Zachary hired was certainly the best, being paid two grand per month and specializing in everything from patient care to massages. It was not surprising that Erin would do well after learning from him.
Watching Erin for a while, Abigail then asked, “You like James a lot, don’t you?”
If there was no genuine affection there, no one would journey a thousand miles, putting forth heart and soul to a person’s care. Erin lowered her head slightly just then, faint blushing appearing over her cheeks.
She did not know about that, only that she was so worried when she found out about James’s accident and was willing to stay to take care of him.
Perhaps she did like him-why else would she go so far for him?
“I’m going now,” Abigail told her.
Erin nodded.
Then, stopping at the doorway, she added, “Try not to leave this room.”
“I’m always here,” Erin replied. “The physiotherapist would be around if I’m not.”
“Good. Well, I suspect James’s accident was no accident, but I don’t have evidence yet. still, I’m concerned about his safety, so I’ll be asking Zachary to switch hospitals-“
“Who would want to hurt him?” Erin suddenly bounded up to Abigail, looking her straight in the eyes.
“Calm down-I’m still investigating the matter at the moment,” Abigail assured her softly. “But you shouldn’t tell anyone or let it show, alright?”
Erin nodded. “I’ll do anything for him.”
Abigail clapped Erin on the shoulder. “Very good. Anyway, I have to go-1 still have things to do.”
As Erin nodded again, Abigail left the hospital and headed home.
Back at Rose Garden, Abigail found Ricky carrying the dog and playing with Tommy, who was laughing very happily, his little eyes narrowed into slits.
As she entered and took off her jacket and scarf, Mrs. Watson came to take them, saying, “You really shouldn’t leave the house during your postpartum recovery, ma’am.”
‘I won’t now.” Abigail smiled.
While Mrs. Watson put away her clothes, Abigail entered and said, “Ricky, come with me.”
They entered the study, and Ricky asked, “What’s up? I was just having a good time with Tommy there… Also, you were heavily pregnant the last time I saw you, but your belly is flat now. Did you deliver the baby already? Is it a boy or a girl? Why didn’t you bring the baby home?”
Abigail felt her breath leave her lungs at the mention of the baby, while her heart clenched and her face turned pale.
‘What’s wrong? Are you sick?” Ricky asked.
Abigail raised a hand, gesturing at Ricky to stop talking.
She needed to calm down.
Ricky helped her to a chair, finally realizing that something was wrong. “Did something happen to the baby?”
Abigail’s eyelashes were already damp without her knowing it and she rasped, “Don’t tell my mom.”
Ricky nodded somberly. “Got it… But what happened?”
“We think that our baby has been abducted.”
At least, Abigail hoped so-because that meant that her child was still alive.
And as long as the child was alive, they would find the child eventually.
They would see the child again.
As Ricky stayed silent for a long while, Abigail was able to calm down.
“Is there anything I can do?” Ricky asked.
Abigail held his gaze. “Actually, yes.”
“Alright, shoot.’ Ricky’s expression turned serious-no longer the half- baked kid from before.
Tell me about the driver Debbie hired. Where is he now?”
“Dead.”
“What?!” Abigail exclaimed, and soon realized something. “Did Debbie do that too?”
‘I’m not sure. After the accident, the cops intervened and decided that it was a malfunction with the dump truck, so the driver was released soon after. I was going to catch him to have a stronger leverage against Debbie, but he suddenly died of a heart attack-no one knows if it’s real either, since they buried him quickly.”
“If it’s Debbie again, it just goes to show how ruthless she can be. We have to watch out for her,” Abigail said.
Ricky shrugged. “Just tell Diarmuid to fire her.”
However, Abigail knew that it would never be that simple-if she did that, she would have nothing holding Debbie back, and Debbie would really be capable of anything!
“Do you know why Debbie wanted James dead?” Abigail asked then. “Did James find out about some secret of hers?”
“I’m not sure,” Ricky said and whipped out his phone. “But it’s not that hard to be rid of her, right? Here- records of my conversation with her. It’s evidence that she planned James’s accident.”
Abigail thought that the text messages certainly did, but it was more ideal to keep her behind bars permanently, and that would require other evidence of her crimes.
“Could you try to get close to the driver’s family? Find out if it really was a heart attack…”
“Actually, I think it would be better to keep her around,” Ricky said, and explained his idea. “The Lindts and the Slates might be responsible for Lulu’s disappearance. I have no evidence, but I could use Debbie to goad Zachary so that he takes revenge on Ember. After all, I messed up their marriage already, and a divorce might soon happen.”
Abigail was left staring at him. “You’ve only got leverage against her by chance. Even if you can threaten her, she’s no pushover-you would know since you saw what she did to James.”
Moreover, Debbie and James had been working together for so long, but she was still ready to kill him.
It just went to show how heinous she was.
“You have to be careful,” Abigail reminded Ricky.
“I know,” Ricky said. “I guess I should step out now?”
Abigail nodded, and after Ricky closed the door behind him, she sat in her chair for a long while.
Her head was buzzing and she rubbed her temples.
New Book: Back Home to Marry Off Myself
Loredana’s father left the family for his mistress, leaving them to fend for themselves abroad. When life was at its toughest, her father showed up with “good news” after 8 years of absence: To marry off Loredana to a paralyzed son of the wealthy Mendelsohn family.
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