Chapter 80 – Second Chance Love of the Missing Groom Novel

Stan was left behind, feeling that Diarmuid was already giving up on a good plan halfway!

After all, it might not be enough for Abigail to see them together once

As he turned around and headed inside the building, he found Kathy waiting

“Did I make a mistake?” she asked softly. “Is Mr Althoff upset?”

Upset?

Stan wanted to tell her right then that Diarmuid was suffering a terrible case of unrequited love!

Nonetheless, he suddenly had the idea of sending her to Diarmuid’s mansion, to cook him his favorite food, but mostly to get Abigail to react.

“Can you cook?” he asked.

Kathy shook her head.

So that was another dud.

“Well, what can you do?” Stan asked.

“Sing and dance,” Kathy replied.

Stan was speechless.

“Mr. Hill, you’re not really hiring me as a secretary, are you?” Kathy asked just then. ” Everything you’ve told me to do isn’t within a secretary’s job description…”

“A secretary’s job is to care for their boss,” Stan retorted. “Walk with me.”

Kathy nodded and followed him, and Stan issued instructions as they walked. “There’s something you need to do, and do well.”

“Of course. Tell me,” Kathy said.

Stan beckoned for Kathy to come closer before whispering into her ear.

Her pretty eyes abruptly lit up with a twinkle, and when Stan was finished, she said, understand.”

“Don’t even think about stepping out of line, understand?”

“Understood,” Kathy said tamely.

“Good.”

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Later in the evening, once Stan had confirmed that Diarmuid had returned to his mansion, he notified Kathy.

In the mansion, Abigail was nestled on the couch and reading a book, and acted as if she did not see Diarmuid return-even if her mind already drifted away from her book.

She wondered how Diarmuid could pretend that he loved her when he had other women on the side … even doing that to her!

She knew it. All men thought with their scrotums, doing it just because they wanted, even if love was not involved.

And here she thought Diarmuid lost control because he was furious! He was no exception to the scrotum rule any pretty face will do!

Casually throwing his jacket on the couch just then, Diarmuid stood beside the table and stared at her.

“Don’t you have anything to say to me?”

Abigail turned toward him and smiled. “Nope.”

She acted as cool as a cucumber even if she did not feel that way, in fear that she messed up again.

Also, if she threw a hissy fit, would she not be exposing herself that she cared?

Even if she did, she would act like she did not because he was not worth it!

Meanwhile, Diarmuid was pursuing his lips and staring straight at her.

Was she really this cold? This indifferent, even after they literally bared themselves to each other?

Annoyed, he forcefully pulled off his necktie and threw it at Abigail-acting petty like a child! “Heartless woman!” he snapped, and stormed upstairs.

Abigail was actually left between laughter and tears.

Why was he upset? What was there to be upset about?

He was surrounded by babes at work, and now he was trying to tell her that he cared about her?

She was not falling for it this time!

“Don’t you know how fake you are?” she dissed him coolly.

Diarmuid stopped in his tracks, just as Abigail continued, “You refuse to divorce me and tell me that you love me, but you’re fooling around with other girls the next instant. Hell, did you swindle them the way you swindled me?”

Was she jealous?

Diarmuid tried to keep his excitement in check as he strode downstairs-but there was no hiding his glee, as it was showing in his visage.

“Are you upset?” His tone was suddenly light.

Abigail was not about to fall for his tricks again. “Upset? What’s there to be upset about? I’d rather you mess around with as many women as you want, so that you can divorce me sooner and get out of my hair.”

Diarmuid’s glee quickly faded-replaced by disappointment, even anger!

“Out, Mrs. Watson!” he snapped.

Mrs. Watson kept her head down and did so immediately, whereas Abigail became wary. “What are you doing?”

“What do you think?” Diarmuid sneered.

*Abigail had no idea, but it would definitely not be anything good.

She had ended up with one broken leg the last time he flipped out, which she had just happened to recover from.

She certainly did not want to get hurt again!

Leaping off the couch, she hid in a corner while snapping, “What’s your deal, Diarmuid Althoff, constantly abusing a woman?! Divorce me if you consider yourself a man!”

“Divorce you?!”

Diarmuid’s cheek was twitching as crimson fury flared in his eyes.

He really wanted to gouge her heart out and see what it was made of-how could she be so heinous?!

“No, you’ll never get a divorce. Your soul belongs to me even if you die!”

Abigail felt like she could lose her mind just then.

She tried to give up on her spite and have a heart-to-heart talk with him, but he was messing around with other women! She felt so stupid for almost believing that he actually loved her! “Fine! I’ll announce to the world tomorrow that I’m your wife, and I cheated on you all the time with different men, even getting pregnant! I’ll make you get sick of me!”

Diarmuid almost choked from that just then.

She was really killing him!

“Just try it!!!!

“”You think I won’t?!” Abigail retorted with equal staunchness.

It was going nowhere, so Diarmuid took a deep breath to compose himself. “How could you be so callous?”

At the same time, Abigail’s chest was heaving from sheer frustration. Did he really just say that? When he had toyed with her feelings?!

And now he is acting like he cared again!

That was when they heard a knock on the front door, and Mrs. Watson called out, “Mr. Althoff? A Ms. York is asking for you.”

Abigail turned towards the door. Ms. York?

On the other hand, Diarmuid frowned. He remembered telling Stan to get rid of her! Why was she showing up here now?

“Tell her to leave!” he barked coldly.

Kathy was actually at the door, and did not leave even though she heard Diarmuid. “I am just here to deliver a document, sir.”

Diarmuid frowned, but Abigail thought that he was still pretending.

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