Chapter 343 – Second Chance Love of the Missing Groom Novel

Her lips curled into a smile. “Yeah? What is it?”

“We have both our children back with us now, and I was thinking that we never had a wedding ceremony. Don’t you think it would only be fulfilling to make up for it with one?”

Abigail actually frowned. “I’m too tired.”

She had not properly rested for a long while, whereas a wedding was going to take considerable effort and preparations.

Even so, the ceremony did not matter to her at all-would they still need proof when they already had two children?

Still, Diarmuid read her mind, and he took Tommy off her hands. “Weddings prove nothing, but it’d enlighten everyone else as to who you are.”

Indeed, Abigail’s relationship with him was opaque in the eyes of others, and the wedding would serve to prove it.

“Diarmuid is right,” Sheryl said, looking up at Abigail then. “Back when you first married him-“

Then, realizing that she was speaking out of turn, she quickly stopped herself. “Anyway, a wedding would be good.”

Sheryl had wanted to say that Abigail did not marry into the Althoff family through savory means, and it would not be a far cry to say that she was forced into it.

Moreover, Diarmuid had kept their marriage hidden, and not many knew about it.

Even if more were aware now with their two children, it was still a vague relationship in the eyes of others.

“Legitimacy matters, and you should listen to Diarmuid here for your children’s sake,” Sheryl said, but there was satisfaction in her tone now.

“You may have done it for my sake at first, but I’ve always thought that not having official documents and a proper wedding made it as if your marriage was ugly and must be kept hidden for that. Now that you can do it, why not?”

“That’s right. You should do it!” Mrs. Watsons chimed in.

With that, Abigail had no choice but to agree. “Alright. Let’s do it.”

Diarmuid grinned in satisfaction, putting a hand around her while still carrying Tommy with others. “You don’t have to do a thing. I’ll arrange everything.”

“Yeah,” Abigail replied, fiddling with her son’s soft, fair hand, kissing it and rubbing it.

While she did so, she suddenly told Diarmuid, “I might have to leave later.”

“Where to?” he asked.

“To meet Zachary. He called me, saying that he found Lulu and wanted me to take a look.”

“Lulu? As in Lulu Adams?”

“Yeah,” Abigail replied. “It seems that she survived, although I would have to meet Zachary to actually know what’s going on.”

“I see,” Diarmuid said. “Ask the chauffeur to take you there.”

“Okay.”

Abigail left an hour later to the address Zachary sent her. Once she arrived, she knocked on the door…

Soon, the door opened and Zachary said, “Come on in.”

“Where is she?” Abigail was actually anxious too.

“She hasn’t woken up,” Zachary replied.

‘I’m early, then’

“Take a seat. Would you like a drink?”

“Fruit juice would be good.” Zachary poured her a glass of fresh juice, and Abigail went to check on Lulu after half a glass. She was still asleep, so Abigail gently closed the door. Unbeknown to Abigail, Rainie Lang’s eyes opened the instant Abigail shut the door.

She was thinking that she really wanted to know if she was really amnesiac, and whether she actually was Lulu Adams.

Quietly rising to her bare feet, Rainie tiptoed to the door just as Abigail returned to the living room and asked softly, “Are you done straightening things out back home?”

“Yeah,” Zachary replied quietly.

“I’ve divorced Ember Lindt and made sure her family was destroyed with no hope of resurgence. Now, everything I say in the family goes.”

Abigail hesitated for a moment and asked, “Did the Lindts try to kill Lulu?” Zachary’s eyes became evasive.

“Yeah.” Abigail, however, saw that.

“What else are you not telling me?” Zachary became silent-she simply could not bring herself to say that his mother was the one who tried to have Lulu killed. Even if Ember incited her family to talk Zachary’s mother into it, Zachary’s mother was the one who actually did it. That made her a murderer for all intents and purposes. Even so, when Zachary cleaned things up, he kept his mother out of it.

“If you don’t want to tell me, that’s Inc.” Abigail said, refraining from pressing the issue.

“No…” Zachary paused, and said in embarrassment, “The plot to kill Lulu… My mother was a part of it.”

Abigail was quickly left regretting her question-Zachary must be caught between a rock and a hard place, as one person was the woman he loved, while the other was his own mother.

It must be the worst being caught between the two!

As such, she tried to change the subject. “Tell me, how did you find Lulu?”

‘Remember the day we had dinner at the yacht? Wasn’t I telling you that I saw this person who looked just like her? I followed your advice to investigate her in secret, and I even did a paternity test-it’s not just the looks, she really is Lulu. There’s this couple who rescued her after they tried to kill her, and they kept her as their daughter since they lost their own child and couldn’t have more, even renaming her after she lost her memory.

“She really suffered there,” Abigail said quietly.

“It’s all my fault,” Zachary admitted, hanging his head.

“So? What are you going to do now?” Abigail asked.

“I_ I want to do this for myself,” Zachary came clean right then.

“It’s actually good that Lulu forgot all the mess in the past and she probably wouldn’t forgive me for the rest of her life… But now, I think I have a chance.

Lulu had forgotten her past, and as long as he could make her accept him, he could start over with her. It was a selfish thought, but Abigail could not make that call for Lulu. Still, there was a question that greatly concerned her.

“Are you sure you can’t stop her from getting hurt this time?”

“Of course,’ Zachary replied confidently. For Abigail’s part, she was relieved as long as he could protect Lulu properly.

“She should be awake by now, right?” Abigail asked.

“I’ll check.” As Zachary stood up, Rainie quickly returned to bed and pretended as if she had just woken up!

Zachary asked gingerly, “You’re awake?” Rainie remained wary as he stared at her. After overhearing his conversation with Abigail, she was enlightened about a great many things despite the lack of words. She had lost her memory because people tried to kill her but failed, and the mother of the man before her was involved.

“What do you want now?” She glared at him.

“I told you-this woman was your junior in med school and your best friend. Let her tell you about yourself, and you’d know that I’m not lying.”

Rainie was laughing inwardly. Not lying? He did not want her to regain her memories! It went without saying that he must have treated her terribly before, or he would not have worded that she remembered. “Fine, I’ll meet her.” She relented.

“Okay, good,” Zachary happily passed her a pair of loafers. “Put these on. She’s waiting in the living room.

Rainie got to her feet. “What’s her name?”

“Abigail Bernstein,” Zachary replied. “Do you remember your old job? You were a forensic doctor while she’s a surgeon. I used to be a doctor too, but I quit because I had to manage my family business.”

Rainie nodded. “Okay.”

As she entered the living room, Abigail rose from the couch, her eyes turning moist as she watched Rainie, and she called out softly, “Lulu.”

Rainie simply stood there, having long since forgotten her bond with Abigail. Even so, Abigail walked up to her and hugged her, murmuring repeatedly,” Thank goodness you’re fine.” Her voice became hoarse, and her concern as well as rejoicing did not sound insincere.

As Rainie returned her hug, Abigail had to work hard to subdue her emotions, keeping her voice mild as if worried she would scare Lulu away-Lulu did lose her memories, after all. “I’m Abigail Bernstein, and this is Zachary. We all graduated from the same med school and we’re best friends… Do you remember?”

Rainie shook her head-she genuinely could not remember.

Abigail wiped her eyes then and tugged at Rainie to sit down. “We would be concerned if we left you out there. If you don’t want to stay here, how about staying at my place?”

Rainie studied Abigail then, but the other woman was being sincere instead of trying to dupe her. Shaking her head, Rainie asked, “Am I really Lulu Adams?”

“Of course.” Abigail whipped out her phone and showed Rainie all the photos they took together. As Rainie browsed through everything, it became obvious to her that she and Abigail really were close.

“Abigail?” she called out tentatively. Abigail grinned.

“I used to stick to your last name, but you told me it sounded distant and to use ‘Lulu’ instead. Do you remember?” Rainie shook her head again, and it stung Abigail a little that she did not remember anything-including herself.

“It’s alright. As long as you’re fine, I’ll always be your friend.”

“Maybe I was Lulu…” Rainie murmured.

“You are Lulu,” Zachary butted in. Rainie glanced between him and Abigail, who nodded assuringly.

“You are Lulu-the Lulu we know.” Rainie nodded.

“I am…” In reality, she really wanted to find out what happened in the past, and why people had tried to kill her.

Even as she admitted inwardly that she was Lulu, she turned toward Zachary. “Barbara and Tobias saved me. I should thank them for that instead of just upping and leaving.”

“I’ll go with you,” Zachary said.

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