Chapter 551 – Second Chance Love of the Missing Groom Novel

“I’ll stay here and take good care of Miss Adams/ Eagle assured Abigail.

You have nothing to worry about.”

Abigail was certainly assured with Eagle around.

Meanwhile, she still had not called Diarmuid as she was heading home to surprise him.

It was daytime when she arrived at Franconia due to the time difference, and took a cab home from the airport.

She checked her wristwatch to see if he would be at home, and decided that he would still be home.

She could not help feeling thrilled at the thought of seeing him again, her drowsiness fading just then as she was eager to get home sooner to see him and their children.

She looked out at the scenery. Unlike Zidonia’s green zones, most of the area was urbanized, but the buildings themselves made for great scenery too, if different.

She alighted once her cab arrived outside the castle, and headed inside.

Pierre was the first to see her, and he appeared surprised. “Ma’am…”

Abigail smiled at him and asked, “Has he left for work?”

“He just did,” he said, and checked his watch. “But he’s just gone for five minutes. You might still make it if you call him right now.”

Abigail could not help feeling disappointed just then. “Is he going to the office?”

In that case, it was no big deal. She just had to wait at home.

However, Pierre replied, “No, ma’am. Mr. Althoff is leaving on a business trip.”

Abigail whipped out her phone, tapping Diarmuid’s number even as she asked,” Did he mention how long he’d be gone?”

“I’m not sure. He never said,” Pierre replied.

Abigail frowned.

Her call soon got through, but was not answered.

Just as she was going to try again, however, Tommy suddenly dashed out of the door and hugged her legs. “Mommy! Welcome back.”

Abigail arched her back and picked him up. He was much heavier now, which was a sign that life had been good.

She pinched his button nose, asking, “Did you miss me?”

He wrapped his arms tightly around her neck. “Yes, Mommy.”

He was clinging to her like a baby, as if he were younger than his younger brother.

“Okay, let’s go check on your baby brother now,” she said, and carried Tommy into the castle.

Pierre was left speechless. Had she just forgotten about Diarmuid?

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It was obvious that Abigail had completely forgotten about Diarmuid, which she certainly did after seeing her children.

She was just days away, but Baby could speak now-even if it were just a couple of syllables.

Still, it was delightful for Abigail, and she had him in her arms as she settled on the couch.

However, the toddler was a lot less clingy compared to Tommy, and preferred to play on his own than let people carry him around.

Sheryl asked her just then, “Did you forget that you’re the mother to two children?”

Abigail simply smiled, knowing that it was a harmless remark from her mother.

Still, Sheryl asked, “You didn’t tell Diarmuid you’re coming back, did you? He just happened to be going on a business trip… or perhaps he knew you were coming back, so he left on purpose? Having a fight now, are you?”

Abigail quickly shook her head. “No, things are just fine. I would have liked to surprise him, but he left by coincidence/

Sheryl was speechless, and told her sternly, “You’re an adult now. How could you be so careless? Call him already.”

“Alright,” Abigail replied, and whipped out her phone again to call Diarmuid.

Abigail’s second call to Diarmuid was not answered either, and she stared at her phone, speechless.

Was he really upset with her? And her surprise was pointless?

She had rushed home to surprise him… but forget not being home, he had to be unreachable even on the phone.

Sheryl was staring at her just then. “Why? You can’t reach him?”

Abigail simply smiled. “He might be on the plane by now. We won’t reach him. M

Sheryl saw through her immediately anyway. “That’s not what it looks like to me. Why don’t you try using the house phone?’

Abigail simply scooped Tommy up in her arms. “Oh, he’s definitely on the plane.”

There was no way she would use the house phone.

If Diarmuid did answer, it just proved that Diarmuid didn’t want to answer her calls.

In that case, she would be embarrassing herself in front of her mother!

“I’ve been away from home for so long, I missed the kids. Take the day off, Mom! I’ll take care of them.”

Sheryl stared at her for a while, and eventually sighed. “It’s your business. Do whatever you want.”

With those words, she left.

Abigail certainly should be taking care of the children-she was their mother, but she would be gone every other day.

Almost as if she was busier than Diarmuid, who has an international conglomerate to manage.

That said, some mother-in-law bias may be involved there…

Meanwhile, Abigail took her children out to play at the vast courtyard, and they were certainly having fun.

She sat on top of the stairs, watching them while resting her chin on her hand, but feeling in the dumps.

Zachary quietly sat down beside her, staying silent and watching her children play too.

Abigail turned towards him, “Don’t you have to take care of your daughter?”

“Mrs. Watson is helping,” he said quietly. “I returned to Zidonia for a while earlier.”

“Zidonia? Why?’ Abigail asked offhandedly.

“Just work stuff,” Zachary replied.

“Oh. So, you’re not going to move back to Zidonia with Jean? Are you staying here too?”

“Yeah,” Zachary replied. “I’d rather be here. At least my daughter would have playmates with your children here.”

“What about your work?” Abigail asked.

Zachary finally turned towards her. “You know that my ambition was to be a great doctor, but I resigned because of my mom—

though I had been willing. And yet, now that I have authority over the family and the company, I’m not happy at all, when I have every reason to be. Don’t you agree?”

Abigail certainly understood why Zachary could not be happy—business was not his passion.

“That’s life-sometimes your choices are not up to you,” she smiled bitterly. “I’m the same, no? I had my own ambition, but I gave up for the sake of family. And yet here I am, having a fight with Diarmuid.”

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