Even as Abigail shielded Tommy in her arms, Sheryl screamed, ‘I knew it-I misjudged him! All men are rotten apples who are only skin-deep!”
Sheryl was under the impression that Diarmuid was dumping Abigail because of her disfigurement.
“Messing with his secretary, too. How cliche!” She then turned to Abigail. ’ We are changing Tommy’s name tomorrow. Ike
Althoff?! More like Ike Bernstein!”
Abigail was about to speak, but eventually stopped himself from explaining.
Flipping out was the normal reaction here-Debbie would suspect something if Sheryl appeared calm after learning the truth.
Debbie was sharp, and her abilities were certainly not to be underestimated after she stayed by Diarmuid’s side for so long.
Abigail must not let down her guard.
“Mom, just calm down…”
“How am I supposed to calm down?! This is killing me! How could he just leave you like that? You’ve had two children with him, but this is how he repays you? It’s outrageous!”
Sheryl’s heart ached for Abigail-how could she bear to see her own daughter being hurt like this?
She could stab Diarmuid right now if he was here!
At the same time, Mrs. Watson was quietly cleaning the floor.
She had always cared for Diarmuid’s needs and spoken on his behalf.
However, she dared not say a word now.
Creak…
The door suddenly opened and everyone turned toward it right then!
The chauffeur entered.
Everyone appeared to be disappointed, perhaps believing that Diarmuid had arrived.
The chauffeur did a double take in turn, and was left wondering if his timing was poor and led to their disappointment.
He stood there, suddenly unsure if he should step inside or leave. is there a problem?” Abigail asked.
The chauffeur hurried to her and handed her a cellphone. “This was left in the car.”
Abigail took it and saw that it was her own phone.
The chauffeur then added, “If there’s anything else you need, ma’am, I’ll be right outside.”
“Yeah,” Abigail replied-everyone there were people Diarmuid trusted.
On the other hand, Sheryl was not continuing her rant about Diarmuid from before after being interrupted.
In the end, she was just feeling upset over her daughter and her grandson’s situation. All she could do right then was to care for them as best as she could, not to mention that Abigail would be feeling the worst out of all of them.
Even if she appeared calm, Sheryl could tell that Abigail was faking it.
Walking up to her and holding her hands out to take Abigail off her hands, she said, “Let me take him to his room.”
Abigail shook her head. ‘TH do it!”
As Sheryl quietly pulled away, Abigail lowered her gaze at her own son, her tears welling with tears just then.
Debbie did not want to see anything that connected the Rose Garden apartment to Abigail, and so, she thoroughly refurbished every inch of the residence until it was completely unrecognizable from before.
When that was done, she called Diarmuid over and asked, “What do you think? You like what I’ve done with the place?”
Diarmuid’s gaze was distant. “She’s gone, and I agreed to give you this place…”
“I’ll give you the antidote for your son-but not now.”
Debbie sat beside him then, looking him in the eyes as she breathed every word heavily. “You’ll get it once you hold a wedding to marry me.”
She then gently laid her head on his shoulder, “Diarmuid, I’ve been by your side for years. Do you think I wouldn’t know your methods after so long? How could I give it to you when I haven’t gotten what I want?”
Then, her tone changed sharply. “Since you’re marrying me, don’t you think you should give me that set of diamond jewelry in your safe?”
She wanted to recoup the dignity she lost when James Cross caught her red-handed, while taking everything that once belonged to Abigail!
Diarmuid rose to his feet then, holding her gaze as he growled, “Don’t push your luck-like you said, you know my methods. I’ll satisfy all our demands, but you’re going to have to show me that you actually have an antidote.”
Debbie simply smiled. “Would you let me stay if I showed you?”
She knew very well that once she revealed where she hid it-or if Diarmuid somehow caught on to where she got it-he would do everything he could to get his hands on it.
She would be gone with the wind once he did, and she was not that stupid!
“I won’t give it to you before you marry me.”
Diarmuid could naturally see her prudence and meticulous nature.
However, even if he agreed to play along to her whims, he never pinned his hopes on her-his people were already out, searching for the antidote while investigating Debbie.
He really doubted that she would not slip up at all.
Meanwhile, Abigail had not been idling either-the researchers at Hotmesh had found the virus that the dog was carrying.
“Take a look at this.”
Stephen Carr handed her the results.
Abigail looked up at Stephen after reading through the research results, her eyes twinkling in delight. “So it’s actually curable?”
Stephen nodded.
Abigail had been a researcher in Mead Clinic, and could naturally understand the complex data and find a breakthrough.
The most common infectious disease that dogs transmitted was rabies, but it would take the mixing of blood.
On the other hand, the virus that this dog carried could pass through its fur alone, but it was not particularly potent-only Tommy, a child with low immunity, would get infected after being in contact with the dog.
The rash was a symptom, and things would get worse if not treated soon.
Naturally, Tommy’s brain might be affected if his fever continued.
Abigail stayed silent in thought and kept studying the data that the team found. “I need a lab.”
“Of course,” Stephen replied. “They will see to any needs you have, and the labs are readily available. Just use it anytime you want-they will bring you any equipment that you would ask for as well.”
Such convenience was an incredible help to her. She immediately headed to the lab to try to put together an antidote.
As one would expect of Zidonia’s top research center, Hotmesh Research’s equipment was the most advanced, and she needed nothing aside from an assistant.
‘I’ll do it,” Stephen volunteered-Abigail would get paranoid if it was someone unfamiliar, whereas Stephen was an old partner.
“Okay,” she replied, and they went to work right then.
However, she proved unfamiliar with pharmacology, and that was when she remembered Mark Wickers.
He had a team of researchers who managed to find a cure for cancer, and their research efforts would certainly be twice more effective with their help.
As such, she called Mark, who agreed to it without hesitation.
Even more confident with a team of professionals taking part, the development saw a breakthrough in three days.
They had been working day and night without much rest, and knowing that it had been hard on them, Abigail went out to a good restaurant in the afternoon and ordered healthier dishes for them.
When they returned, however, the receptionist at the front desk laughed at her. “Hey, weren’t you saying that you’re Diarmuid
Althoff’s wife? Why is he marrying someone else now?”
She had to apologize to Abigail before when Stephen insisted that she was Diarmuid’s wife, and because Director Turner had shown her so much respect.
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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