“Yeah?”
He lifted her chin slightly and leaned in to kiss her.It was just a peck at first, and soon it escalated with passion. He came on so strong that she almost lost her balance, but he caught her slender, soft waist.
It felt so delicate like a willow branch, as if he could snap it if he applied a little pressure.He carried her and put her on the windowsill daybed, positioning himself between her legs and leaving her blushing.
“Maybe not here…?” she murmured, biting her pink lips.
Diarmuid pulled up the curtains in response handily, but Abigail gave him a shove.
“Wait.Let me shower first.”
“It’s fine,” he growled and kissed her again, even as his hands handily unbuttoned her blouse, caressing her beautiful collarbone and reaching into the soft perkiness underneath.
Abigail bit her lip, taking it as he continued his assault.
With her watery tenderness and his fiery passion, it seemed as if there would be a storm tonight.
Soon, twenty days passed and it was just three days until the day of their wedding.
Abigail had mostly recovered from her surgery and she looked basically no different from before her disfigurement, aside from some minor traces that were invisible unless one looked for it.
A little ointment toward the end, and she would basically be fine.
Still, there was a lot to do as the wedding was near.
Abigail had tried out her wedding gown and picked a hairstyle for the day of the wedding, and she was satisfied with her choices.
Her gown was from a famous foreign brand and tailored.
Diarmuid had picked the design, and he certainly knew his woman’s body and what looked good on her.
Although he arranged most of it, there were still many decisions she must make personally as their wedding day approached.
Erin Gooding and Lulu were decorating the room upstairs, while Abigail nestled lazily on the sofa with Tommy on her lap.
The boy was eating a strawberry while fiddling with his Bumblebee action figure when he suddenly puckered his lips.
“Mama.”
Abigail pulled out a tissue to wipe his lips and she ate the remainder of his strawberry while putting another large one in his mouth.
The doorbell then rang and Mrs.Watson opened the door to find three burly men in suits.
They were wearing shares and white gloves while carrying suitcases.
Their presence was menacing and it gave Mrs.Watson a fright.
“W- Who are you people?!”
The man in the lead said, ”We’re from a security company.Mr.Althoff asked us to make a delivery.”
“Oh, come in…”
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She was actually intimidated by their appearance and was relieved when she actually realized that they were not actually thugs.
As Abigail looked up, the men opened one of the suitcases on the coffee table.
“Ms.Bernstein, yes? Please confirm you have received these items.”
“What are they?” she asked.
“Feel free to take a look.”
The men spun the suitcases to her end, and Abigail was left raising her brow when she was what was inside.She did not know her jewelry, but she could tell that the set lying in the suitcase there was worth a fortune.
The man introduced, “It’s an antique, and once belonged to the royal household of Yvesia.
Mr.Althoff acquired this set of jewelry in a Minervan auction for 3.8 million dollars.He entrusted it to our company to bring it safely here to Zidonia.”
Abigail had no idea what all of that meant, but the price tag left her frowning.
Surely this set of jewelry was worthy as an heirloom? But she had two sons, and when they married, which daughter-in-law should she give it to? Despite the dilemma, she was beaming, since she was at least capable of admiring beauty and this set of jewelry was the epitome of it.
“The diamonds alternated with pigeon blood rubies.As the sizes are irregular, it ranges from 1.27 carats to 5.38.”
Abigail actually counted 26 oval rubies, each of them placed beside white olive-shaped diamonds.
The arrangement formed an exquisite shape, making the necklace appear as if it was a flower wreath.
There were earrings too, but one of the men said, “There was supposed to be a bracelet with this set, but a collector must have bought it separately, leaving it incomplete.”
Abigail nodded in understanding, and asked, “What about that one?”
One of the men opened the other suitcase to reveal a tiara, and Abigail could tell immediately that it was worth as much as the other set.That meant her daughters-in-law would inherit one each.
Still, Diarmuid was not going to be happy if he realized that she was not emotional about the gifts, but how she would share them between her daughter-in-laws! “Ts this a part of the set too?”
There was an emerald bangle in the suitcase where the tiara was placed.
It was padded with black velvet, and the shade seemed to brighten the gems’ sparkle.
“I think so,” the leader replied.
Abigail nodded.
“Thank you.”
“Just doing our job, ma’am.”
Mrs.Watson saw them off, while Abigail shut the suitcases and took them into the study, leaving it on the desk.She then headed upstairs, where Lulu and Erin were more or less done with decorations.
It was bland before, but the decorations added a liveliness to it.
“Are you happy?” Erin asked.
“Yeah,”
Abigail grinned—how could she not be, when she is going to marry the man she loved?
“Tut, tut.Just look at the bliss on your face,”
Erin teased.
On the other hand, Lulu was quietly arranging some balloons.
“You two should go downstairs and have some fruit,” Abigail said then.
“Actually, I’m mostly done here.I should go home for the day,” Lulu said.
“At least stay for dinner.” Abigail tried to get her to stay.
“I still have things to do.”
Lulu refused anyway. Lulu was still very cold to her, and Abigail could feel it.
Still, she did not hold it against Lulu since she had lost her memory.
Seeing that Lulu was leaving, Erin decided to leave too.
Even if she and Abigail get along just fine, Diarmuid’s temper was bad as ever and she would rather not see him glowering at her.
“I should go too.”
Abigail walked with them to the door as a car drove in and Diarmuid alighted!
Erin darted inside her car the instant she saw Diarmuid.She did not even want to make eye contact, though that was less fear than her uneasiness with his coldness.She knew her place and certainly did not want him to misunderstand that she was a social climber, which was why keeping her distance was the best policy for her.
For Diarmuid’s part, he glanced at her car but did not say a thing.
Lulu greeted him before leaving, while Abigail walked up, linking arms with him as he headed inside the mansion.
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“Do you like it?” Diarmuid asked, watching her reaction.
Abigail’s lips curled up briefly—she would be lying if she said she did not like it because no woman disliked sparkling jewelry.
However, she did not love it that much and was perfectly without it anyway.
What made her happy was Diarmuid’s sincerity—it was obvious he was sincere.
“It’s too expensive, so I wanted to keep it inside the safe in your study, but I didn’t know the code, so I had to wait for your return.” Diarmuid chuckled.
“You sound like you’re accusing me for not telling you the code for my safe box.”
“Of course.Haven’t you heard? Ladies lord over their households these days,” Abigail cooed.
“You, on the other hand, haven’t passed me your estate or paid any dowry.
“What do you want for your dowry, then?” Diarmuid asked in amusement.
Abigail pretended to think about it.
“Let’s go with the standard market price, shall we?” Diarmuid simply pinched her cheek.
“Nonsense. You’re worth far more than anyone else.”
“I’m not that different. I’m getting married just like anyone else, aren’t 1?”
“My life is yours.” Diarmuid put an arm around her, leaning in to whisper into her ear.
“Do others have that?” Abigail gave him a shove.
“Smooth.You weren’t like that before.”
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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