“I haven’t bathed…”
“It’s fine to skip for a day.Go to bed.”
Abigail fell in bed and closed her eyes as she spoke.
“Fine.I’ll do it tomorrow…”
She was so drowsy that she fell asleep soon enough, and Diarmuid tucked her under the blanket, before putting a hand around her to sleep as well.She shifted to make herself comfortable and slept soundly.
Zachary left looking for Lulu soon after learning that she left, and he searched every place where she might be.
However, she was nowhere to be found, and she left no clues or anything as she upped and left.He strode alone on a street aimlessly, remembering the time he kept her with him while she lost her memory.
Even if she had been vengeful, he had the solace of keeping an eye on her.
Now, all he felt was grief and self-blame.He was the reason for all of her suffering.
The night was quiet, and the moon’s glow bathed the bleak trees overhead.
The streetlights shone dimly, throwing along shadow as a gust of night breeze blew.
Zachary walked for a long time, and he only got home as the first rays of dawn appeared.
Worried about his absence, Mrs.Slate was going to start a search, and she breathed a sigh of relief when she saw him come home.
“Where have you been?” she asked, before noting the sadness on his face.
“Did Lulu refuse to come home with you?”
Not wanting to talk, Zachary headed upstairs right away.
“You don’t even have the resolve of a woman,” Mrs.Slate said then.
“If she can be so determined to leave you, why can’t you do the same?”
Zachary stopped in his tracks and wheeled on her with an icy glare.
Feeling guilty from his look, Mrs.Slate averted her eyes but continued regardless.
“You know I’m right.Or are you saying that you’re less than a woman?”
Zachary breathed deeply and said, “I’m going to be busy from now on.I’ll get a place near my office.”
“No. “ Mrs.Slate immediately protested.
“Stay here with her, so that I can at least keep an eye on her to stop her from hurting you again—”
“She’s gone, so don’t worry.She’s never coming back.”
With that, he left.
Mrs.Slate did a double take, but a smile soon crept over her lips.
Lulu was never coming back.
Still, she had her people look into it just to confirm what Zachary said.
On the other hand, Zachary paused when he arrived upstairs and turned to look at the room Lulu used to stay in.
Still, he soon turned away and returned to his room.
Abigail arrived at work punctually.
As she mustered her spirit to walk the stairs to the entrance, someone caught her by her jacket and pulled her firmly to a quiet hallway! Stunned, she exclaimed, “Who is it?!”
“Shush.”
Yolanda King put a finger on her lips.
Abigail frowned when she saw who it was.
“What are you doing?”
What was Yolanda being so hushed about? She could just say it directly, whatever it was—why drag her to this quiet place? Abigail almost thought it was a villain.
“I’m worried we’d be seen!” Yolanda grinned.
“Anyway, I just wanted to thank you.”
Abigail straightened her clothes and asked, “What for?”
Yolanda actually felt awkward just then.
“You know what for.” Abigail actually did not.
“I’m going if you won’t say it.”
“Oh, don’t be in such a hurry!” Yoland exclaimed, catching her.
“It’s work hours,” Abigail said flatly.
Yolanda smiled in embarrassment.
“Well, it’s for you not to reveal that it was me last night.I know you did that for my sake.”
Abigail brushed nonexistent dust off her clothes.
“It’s nothing.Having one person being ostracized in the building is more than enough, and the rest of you would at least be able to get along.The big picture, right?”
There was further meaning in her words, and Yolanda naturally understood.She was certainly chagrined—they had ostracized Abigail from the start.
Abigail was also right that everyone should get along for the sake of the big picture.
Moreover, most who just joined Hotmesh Complex usually showed a messiah complex, thinking that they could save the world, but reality always proved that it was not that easy.
“We actually have solidarity.”
“I think so too.” Abigail smiled faintly.
“And that we can carve a bright future going forward, hand-in-hand.”
Yolanda changed her opinion toward Abigail ever so slightly then.
Abigail was not worthless, and she endured everyone’s harassment without getting back at anyone despite having every right as the next director.
“Alright, I won’t impose now.You should go.”
“Don’t slack off on working hours now,” Abigail joked.
“I’ll have you know I’m the most diligent employee in the building! ” Yolanda retorted.
Abigail was summoned to the director’s office as soon as she entered Hotmesh Research.
Dennis Turner was packing his things, and since the door was open, Abigail entered.
Seeing her, Dennis beckoned, “Over here.”
As Abigail went over, he said, “My personal effects have been packed and sent away, so anything left is just reports and data on research.I’ll still return over the next couple days, so you can ask me any questions you have when I do.”
Abigail nodded.
“Honestly, I’m a little reluctant to leave now that I really have to,” he mused to himself then.
“I’ve been here for so long it’s like my home.”
“You can come in for an inspection anytime.Don’t hold back on criticism either—give it to me straight,” Abigail said.
Dennis laughed heartily.
“I’d never dare, not with the one who has your back.In fact, you’re the only person I’d never upset.”
His joke enlivened the atmosphere, and Abigail smiled too.
Soon, all the records and documents from the last few years were stacked, filling the wall shelf.
“What you urgently need to see right now is on the top right shelf.The rest are employee files, so prioritize that—you can take your time with the others.”
Dennis left as many words as he did instructions, and Abigail listened attentively .
Soon, he got a call and had to leave.
“Check it out on your own, and just call me if you have questions.I have something to do for the rest of the day, so I won’t be staying.”
“Okay.”
Abigail nodded.
After Dennis left, Abigail put the files she wanted to read on her desk.
She then paused as she stared at the box labeled human resource for a moment, before opening it! She did not have clearance to read any of it before, but now she did.
And to find out about them quickly, she could start with their dossiers! She sat down behind her desk after putting everything on the table, and took the file on top when she inadvertently knocked over a stack of papers beside her hand, causing everything to fall in a flutter.
She quickly picked them up, only to notice a diagnosis report, which left her hands shaking!
Abigail was still staring at the diagnosis report as she murmured softly, “How could this be…?”
So, Dennis was in a hurry to retire…because of his condition? She was a heart surgeon who had been researching artificial hearts and knew best when it comes to heart conditions.
While Dennis’s malignant arrhythmia sounded less scary than heart failure, it was dangerous regardless! Arrhythmia—especially malignant cases— posed danger because it meant the distortion of the heart’s regular rhythm, causing it to beat irregularly or just stop abruptly.
Patients might suddenly lose consciousness out of the blue and faint, which required emergency resuscitation right away or it would mean death! And judging from the diagnosis data, Dennis’s condition was very serious.
Benign cases or early discovery might be curable, but it was not the case for Dennis —all he could do was control the symptoms to control the symptoms.
But should the worst strike…
Abigail found it ironic that Dennis would have a heart condition despite his research into curing heart diseases.
Still, she did her best to calm down, and she quickly did thanks to the composure she had as a medical professional.
She put the diagnosis report in a drawer, took a deep breath, and continued her work for the day.
Zachary Slate had his assistant, Juan, find him a new home near his office.
Although he paid someone to find Lulu Adams, he spent his and attention time at work to alleviate his yearning for her.
After getting him a place to stay, Juan brought Zachary the keys.
“Brocade Apartments is quite close by.It’s quite small, but the environment is nice.”
“It’s enough for myself, “Zachary replied, and nonchalantly put the keys in his drawer.
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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