“I’m not. Stan Hill arranged for that lady to come just now. It was his idea to have you see me with other women, and he said that you have feelings for me if you end up jealous.”
Brushing his finger over the back of her hand, Diarmuid then added softly, “Did you know how happy I was to see that you were jealous?”
Abigail bit her lip.
Did that mean she had fallen for his ruse?
She hung her head-that was even more embarrassing than before!
Nonetheless, Diarmuid held her chin and made her look up at him. “Stop asking for a divorce. Can’t we just stay like this?”
As Abigail looked into his eyes, she understood that her feelings were now under his control.
Because she was in love with him.
“I…” she murmured, her voice turning hoarse instantly while her eyes welled with tears.
Looking into Abigail’s eyes, Issac told her, “If you still hate me for causing your miscarriage and pushing you off the building, you can curse me and hit me all you will, or demand anything —-I will accept everything you ask, but not a divorce.”
Abigail sniffled. “I hate you, but…”
But she could not control her own feelings, and fell for him.
Biting her lip, she asked, “Don’t you care that I’ve been with other men?”
“I don’t,” Diarmuid replied, because he knew that she was squeaky clean and had given him her first time!
Abigail made up her mind then. “But… do you mind if I had a child with another man?”
If he accepted it, so be it.
If he refused to, she would hold no qualms about leaving, so that neither of them would be hurt because they had to stay!
On the other hand, Diarmuid did not catch her hint, and presumed that she was talking about their lost child.
His heart sank at the thought, and his chest felt as if it burned. “If your children were still here, I would love them as my own.
Abigail was left in disbelief. “Really?”
“I wouldn’t lie!” Diarmuid replied with determination.
“Alright, then I have something to tell you….”
Bang!
The door suddenly swung open, and Stan appeared at the door, huffing. “Bad news, Mr. Althoff! Whitney Cox is headed for the docks, where a boat is waiting to take her overseas!”
Stan’s appearance interrupted Abigail’s confession, while Diarmuid promptly remembered how Whitney had swindled him.
Glowering, he asked, “Did you let her escape?!”
“No, our people are still following them, but they already boarded a boat. There’s little hope of catching up…
As Stan’s voice trailed off, Diarmuid barked furiously, “You’re all useless! Move, we have to stop thern!”
He then remembered Abigail and turned to her. “Stay home. There’s something I must do.”
“Why is Whitney escaping?” Abigail asked in curiosity.
“She made a mistake,” Diarmuid replied simply.
Abigail nodded. “Okay. You should go.”
So, Whitney was getting her just deserts after putting her through amniocentesis during her early pregnancy, exposing her to a heightened risk of miscarriage?
Diarmuid turned, barking orders as he strode, “Tell the people following them don’t let them get away at any cost!”
“Yes, sir,” Stan replied.
“Do we have any boats available right now?”
“A yacht, sir.”
“Good. We’ll be there right now,” Diarmuid said as he strode out of the mansion.
As they drove to the harbor, there was no question that they were a little late, but the men Stan sent to tail them had intercepted Whitney’s boat.
By the time Diarmuid arrived, a fight had broken out on the boat and confusion ensued, with some people being knocked overboard.
Stan steered their yacht while his men docked the boat with a plank. Diarmuid walked over and stood on the deck, even as the sea’s breeze blew violently against his jacket, causing it to flap loudly.
Be that as it may, he stood firm and unaffected.
Chad narrowed his eyes when he saw Diarmuid. “Whitney is my woman. Show me some respect ,and spare her.”
Diarmuid snorted coldly. “There’s no respect for you here. Stan, find her.”
“Yes, sir,” Stan replied.
When Diarmuid and Stan arrived, they brought more men, outnumbering Chad’s men.
Defeat was at hand, and Chad started to panic. “Why do you insist on going against me?!”
“You’re the one who’s doing that,” Diarmuid replied in disdain.
That was when Whitney ran up to Chad, hiding behind him as she cried, “No! I’d rather die than go back to prison!”
She was terrified of being recaptured. Forget losing her freedom in prison-she was constantly tortured and left wishing she was dead!
“You have to save me, Chad…” she murmured as she grasped tightly onto Chad’s arm, afraid. that she would be captured as if she released him.
But Chad’s men were falling one by one… and soon there were none.
Stan glowered and threatened him, “Give her up, Chad Ross-or do you want us to do it the hard way? My men here are all meatheads who don’t hold back. Don’t blame us for not warning you if you get hurt.”
Seeing that he had no choice, Chad told Whitney, “I’ll save you some other way.”
Whitney panicked. “Are you giving up on me?”
“No, but we have no choice right now.”
Chad simply had no way out in the face of Diarmuid’s overwhelming threat.
No good man would bite the bullet for nothing. He must think of the big picture!
Meanwhile, Whitney despaired. Laughing coldly, she knew right then that Diarmuid would not allow Chad any chance to save her again if she were brought back to prison.
And she would rather die than suffer again!
Pushing Chad away, she dove headfirst into the sea!
Stan was utterly dumbstruck.
Really? Was she going that far?
Did she really have no will to live, throwing herself into the ocean?
“Find her-even if she’s dead,” Diarmuid growled just then.
He wanted a body even if she was really dead!
Stan promptly left and ordered the men to put on their gear for a search effort.
Meanwhile, Chad buried his head under his palms. He was still in love with Whitney-he would not have challenged Diarmuid’s wrath to rescue her from prison otherwise.
“You’re a murderer, Diarmuid Althoff!” he bellowed in rage.
Diarmuid’s expression was icy, but he did not even glance at Chad.
On the other hand, Stan snorted at Chad, knowing that he was messing with the wrong man. Who murdered her again? She jumped into the sea on her own! Hell, we’re going down right now to save her!”
-Chad’s face went red from frustration. “That’s not true and you know it!”
“But it is the truth,” Stan said, shrugging at him with a look that basically said ‘what can you -do-about-that?’
Chad almost could die from sheer rage right then!
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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