Chapter 45 – Second Chance Love of the Missing Groom Novel

Ever since Whitney showed up, she never touched any food made by the hospital, and only stuck to the food Mrs. Watson brought. Whitney had spiked her drink, but it somehow ended up with Diarmuid drinking it-taking the bullet for her, figuratively.

Whipping out her phone, she called Zachary and told him about Diarmuid’s condition.

“If push comes to shove, prescribe him something… or get him a woman.”

Since Whitney was obviously bent on making it count, she would have used something with a high dosage.

Furthermore, Diarmuid also appeared at his wit’s end. Her words, however, left Zachary speechless for a long while, though he eventually said, “Okay.” Abigail hung up, but for some reason, could not fall asleep, ending up tossing and turning in bed for the rest of the night.

Meanwhile, Zachary moved quickly and actually found Diarmuid a woman.

“Abigail told me that you were drugged, and you’d get stressed terribly if you have no relief. That’s why she suggested that I bring you a woman-but don’t worry, she’s very clean…”

Diarmuid was sitting on the couch. His cheeks were unusually red, and locks of hair were dangling before his head and blocking his dark, turbid gaze. He had already unbuttoned his shirt, baring his distinct collarbones and muscular chest as he growled, “What did you say? Abigail Bernstein put you up to this?” Zachary nodded. “Of course. How else could I have found out that you were drugged? She called me, and she’s worried that you were holding it in so much you would hurt your health.”

Hah!

Diarmuid clenched his fist right then, his knuckles cracking audibly! This was how she expressed lier concerns? By finding him another woman?!

That accursed woman! If she was actually worried, she could just do it herself!

This was so frustrating!

Panting heavily, Diarmuid felt a fire flaring within his chest, almost suffocating him because he could not vent it!

Kicking away the table in front of him, he bellowed, “Fuck off! I don’t need women!” Zachary was startled-he had never seen Diarmuid getting so angry, even cursing so vulgarly.

He quickly gestured for the woman to leave, while gingerly saying, “If you’re really feeling terrible, there are other options: sedatives, for example

Diarmuid shot him a glare. “Get out!”

This time, Zachary was actually confused. “Come on, we’re just concerned.”

“Concerned?” Diarmuid laughed coldly. “She won’t test my patience if she really cared!”

What a hypocrite!

”

Zachary drew a blank for a while-it took him a while to realize that Diarmuid was talking about Abigail.

Stan did tell him before that Diarmuid had feelings for Abigail… Could it possibly be true? Blinking, he asked, “Are you actually in love with Abigail Bernstein?”

Diarmuid snorted in disdain. “Why would I be?”

“Guess so,” Zachary replied.

His response was calculated, however it was not as if Abigail was a terrible woman who deserved no affection, but she was pregnant with someone else’s child.

Would Diarmuid be magnanimous enough to become the stepfather of somebody else’s child?

Zachary knew that he certainly would not.

As such, he launched a subtle jibe, attempting to have Diarmuid give up on Abigail as soon as he could.

On the other hand, Diarmuid’s whole body had already been burning, and his own outburst only made him even more irritable.

As he rose to his feet, Zachary suggested, “If you don’t want to take medicine or get laid, you could try a cold shower. That just might help.”

Diarmuid ignored him, though he took a cold bath soon after returning to his mansion.

Early next morning, Abigail got discharged, but someone intercepted her just as she was about to leave the hospital!

It was Samantha.

Before this, Lionel had come to ask Abigail so that she could speak with Diarmuid, and to persuade him to be lenient on Ricky.

Abigail, however, refused to help-which meant Samantha’s son was going to prison.

Even if he would not be serving a long sentence, he would have a criminal record, and his career options would be limited even if he completed his studies.

Naturally, she was at once annoyed and furious, and hated Abigail for not helping, believing her to be callous.

That was why Samantha showed up at the hospital-she would make a scene and humiliate Abigail!

Having gathered journalists at the scene, she dropped to her knees in her campaign to get Abigail flamed-so that everyone would think of Abigail as an ingrate who refused to help her brother. As she cried, she complained, “Ricky is your brother! Why do you refuse to help him?! Do you have a conscience?! He’s your only brother…”

She bawled so loudly that those who did not know would think that she suffered a great injustice.

Moreover, since there were a lot of people near the hospital entrance, a crowd soon gathered to enjoy the drama.

Without knowing the full picture, the sight of an older woman kneeling in front of a younger woman was enough to win everyone’s sympathy. Moreover, Samantha was good enough an actress to swiftly direct all hostility toward Abigail.

As everyone began to whisper and criticize, some of the gullible heroes of justice began to scold Abigail. “How could you be so unreasonable? Letting your mother kneel and beg? How could you be so young but so heartless?” Samantha promptly joined in, “Someone is bullying her brother, and she could have helped! But she refused! And she still calls herself a sister!”

Abigail watched coldly as Samantha continued her antics. If she wanted to kneel, she could do that as much as she wanted to-Abigail just had to leave.

Nonetheless, as she tried to do that, Samantha promptly lunged at her and wrapped herself around her foot, crying relentlessly, “Say something! Are you going to help Ricky?!”

Even though Samantha was perfectly aware that Ricky had made a mistake and as such must be punished by the law, she believed that the incident could have been resolved out of court.

If Diarmuid did not press charges, he had enough influence to expunge the entire incident from all records–but only if Abigail was willing to ask Diarmuid. As long as she did that, Ricky would still have hope. Nonetheless, Abigail snapped coldly, “It’s his own fault!”

Samantha promptly retorted, “He’s your brother!”

Abigail hated that the most, and so exclaimed loudly, “You’re just my father’s mistress and a homewrecker! Your children were never related to me!”

She tried to speak as loud as she could, because there was no one on earth who would side with mistresses or homewreckers. Though some of the bystanders began to shift to Abigail’s side, Samantha promptly shot back, “How could you lie about me like that?! You’re the one who’s refusing to help! You really are as heinous and as ungrateful as your father said! Selfish, callous, and ingrate-yes, that’s what you are!” Samantha rambled on, as if she was just passing a message from Lionel.

In the end, Lionel would always be Abigail’s biological father, and Samantha knew that Abigail would not stay immune after learning that her father said such things about her.

That in turn allowed Samantha to drive them further apart!

To no surprise, Abigail’s heart almost stopped when she heard what Lionel said about her. So that was what he thought of her? The change in her expression was a sign to Samantha that her lies had taken effect, so she went even further and said, “After you refused to help, your father started breaking everything at home, and was shouting how much he regretted not strangling you at your crib! That he should never have let you live!”

Abigail’s hands were at her sides, twitching ever so slightly.

Still, she soon gathered herself, her gaze turning even colder then. At the same time, Zachary arrived for work. When he saw what happened, he promptly called in hospital security to order the crowd to disperse. Walking up to Abigail, he told her, “Alright, dispersed! Nothing to see here-do what you’ve come to do!” With that, he started to leave while shielding Abigail.

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