Chapter 372 – Second Chance Love of the Missing Groom Novel

That was when Mrs. Slate returned from the hospital and she frowned when she saw the commotion in the living room. “What are you doing?”

An idea immediately came to Lulu’s mind when she saw Mrs. Slate and she turned toward Diarmuid. “You want me to stay? Fine! I want the one who tried to kill me punished! A life for a life!”

Zachary froze, while Mrs. Slate’s face turned pale.

Lulu’s words could not have been clearer, and she continued, ‘Just look at you-you want me to stay, but you can’t even avenge me? What would I want a man who can’t protect me for? Some tabletop trinket for decoration?”

Lulu deliberately said all that just to make Zachary let go, because she knew that Mrs. Slate tried to have her killed.

Naturally he was left speechless-he could not send his own mother to prison, could he?

Lulu simply pushed him away and gave him a look of disdain before striding outside.

Zachary was left frozen in place, stuck between a rock and a hard place.

One was his mother, while the other was the woman he loved-how could he even decide?

At that very moment, Mrs. Slate finally understood the gravity of her mistake.She was the reason her son was being pushed around.

“How about I apologize to her?” she asked.

Zachary smiled despite himself. “You tried to kill her. Do you think an apology will make up for that?”

“Then, what? Do you want me to pay for it with my life.”

“Just try to make up for it as much as you can.”

“I know,” Mrs. Slate replied, while Zachary took a deep breath and headed outside.

He must get Lulu back.

Abigail’s dark, curled eyelashes twitched as she regained consciousness.

There was a single white light on the ceiling, with rings of halation spiraling downward.

Her gaze was placid like a bottomless lake!

The room was so silent she could hear herself breathing, and each breath vaguely hurt.

She slowly got up, buttoning her blouse and getting out of bed to leave the hospital.

Returning to her car, she told the chauffeur to take her home.

Once they arrived, she quickly headed upstairs and got into the bathroom, where she stayed for a long time.

In the CEO’s office at Twinrise Enterprise, James was standing in front of Diarmuid’s desk and reporting, “We hacked all of Harvey’s digital devices and deleted all the security footage he saved, but if he might have saved it in a USB drive. As for Robin Lynd’s suicide, I’ve enforced a press gag and spoken to the police. The investigation would conclude it as an ordinary suicide.”

Diarmuid, however, was dissatisfied.

“Search his home. Find any copies at all costs.”

“Yes, sir,” James nodded, and Diarmuid waved him away, gesturing for him to get to work.

After James left, Diarmuid checked the time and got up to get his suit.

However, an unread message popped up on his screen just as he was about to leave and he clicked into it. It was a video clip, and it played as soon as he clicked on it!

Diarmuid was not concerned at first, but his face turned grim when he saw Abigail in the video.

She was lying on a bed with Harvey sitting right beside her.

Even their conversation could not be clearer, especially when he said,’ Scared, aren’t you? Think I’m disgusting? But that’s what I want, for both you and Diarmuid to be disgusted!”

With that, he no longer teased her, and instead, he tore through her clothes.

The video did not stop there, however-Diarmuid watched with his own eyes as Harvey completely undressed Abigail, and once she was nude, he leaned downwards…

Bang!

The laptop lid was shut so violently the resounding bang could shatter the glass wall!

Diarmuid’s hand, still on top of the laptop, clenched into a fist. Veins bulge over the back of his hand while his chin clenched and his temples twitched.

Fury overflowed in his veins and his eyes turned bloodshot!

He sprang to his feet at the next instant, kicking up a cold gust in his wake as he strode outside while making a call.

The air seemed to turn thin around him!

Half an hour later, Diarmuid and his men arrived at the hotel where Harvey was staying, finding his room with pinpoint precision!

Harvey was sitting cross-legged on the couch and having a sip of red wine. Seemingly expecting Diarmuid’s arrival even before he kicked down the door, Harvey smiled. “You came earlier than expected.”

Diarmuid did not waste his breath and simply lunged forward, grabbing Harvey by the collar and slamming him on the floor!

Harvey tried to fight back, but he was helpless against Diarmuid, who was as angry as a lion and had no rationality left, and Harvey was pinned down again immediately when he tried to get up!

Diarmuid then seized Harvey’s neck with a vice-like grip, having only one thought just then-to kill Harvey.

It took Harvey great difficulty to rasp, “If you kill me… I promise you… videos and photos of Abigail in the nude would show up on every adult site… Every man would lust over her…”

Diarmuid did not let go despite Harvey’s threat.

In fact, he was applying even more pressure as if to snap Harvey’s neck!

Harvey’s cheek began to flush from oxygen deprivation and his tongue was even poking out.

James quickly intervened. “Calm down, sir!”

However, Diarmuid would not listen to a word of it.

All he wanted was for Harvey to die, and the man was on the verge of dying himself.

As the primal fear of death seized him, his survival instinct kicked in and he tried to struggle.

At the same time, James continued, “We can’t afford to let anything leak. There’s no cleaning up if the photos and videos make it to the internet.

Someone somewhere would definitely download and save it! Killing him now will only make things worse!”

Diarmuid looked up at him with scarlet eyes then-James had never seen Diarmuid that furious even though he had worked for Diarmuid for so long.

But it was understandable.

James did not see the mail Diarmuid received, but he knew how serious it was just from what Harvey said!

With that, Diarmuid released Harvey.

James was right.

Killing him now would only make things worse.

In fact, if he wanted to do it, he must make him wish he was dead before that!

Grabbing Harvey by the hair, he pulled Harvey off the floor.

Able to breathe again, Harvey started to threaten Diarmuid again. “Do you think you’ll get to enjoy life if you kill me, Diarmuid Althoff?! Haha! I’ll make you traumatized for life-“

Asolid punch landed squarely on Harvey’s face before he could finish, leaving him coughing blood!

Diarmuid had never lost his cool or his mind like this! 2

After flooring Harvey, he lifted Harvey again and punched him in the face again.

As Harvey kissed the floor again, his face was numbed from overwhelming pain.

All he could taste was the increasingly thick scent of blood and something hard in his mouth.

He spat it to the floor, and it turned out to be one of his teeth.

He picked it up, frowning as more blood streamed out of his mouth.

Still, he licked his lips and looked up at Diarmuid before bursting into loud, ironic laughter.

“Do you think you could fix anything even if you kill me? Haha!”

He guffawed even as he lay on the ground, since he was not getting up anyway. “I’ve never won against you, but I finally did it, huh?”

Diarmuid kept glaring at him, the vein on his temples bulging and throbbing!

Suddenly, James kicked Harvey. “Shut up already!”

He then moved up, intending to gag Harvey-Diarmuid would kill Harvey anyway if he kept running his mouth.

However, Diarmuid stopped him.

He would do it himself today.

Arching his back, he grabbed Harvey by the hair again, dragging him outside!

Not wanting trouble, James had hotel security delete all the footage of them, while Diarmuid stuffed Harvey into his car outside the hotel and brought him somewhere isolated.

James arrived later, and Diarmuid had already dragged Harvey out of the car by the time he arrived.

Harvey screams echoed endlessly, but James told the men not to get close.

He also stood guard nearby so that no one passing by would see.

Although Harvey’s voice was shriller now, he was still talking big. “This changes nothing… even if you kill me… I’ve had your woman… she certainly is a babe… I loved every… oof!”

A dull grunt could be heard, and his voice seemed to grow softer by the minute until silence ensued, as if he could not speak.

Worried that Diarmuid killed him, James walked over and found him on the ground, unmoving.

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