Chapter 84 – Second Chance Love of the Missing Groom Novel

Abigail, however, did not wonder if Lionel still loved Sheryl the most important thing to do right now was to get away.

It was obvious that Samantha was prepared, since she was driving further into the quieter parts of the city.

Right now, Abigail must come up with a plan to make Samantha stop the car.

“Don’t you want to live and see your son get married and start a family? You’re still young, there’s still much to live for…”

Her reasoning merely fell to deaf ears, because Samantha has made up her mind! Naturally, Abigail had no choice but to brace herself, and opened the car door on her side.

As the safety indicator clicked repeatedly, Samantha exclaimed in shock, “What are you doing?!”

Abigail ignored her and yelled, “Help!”

She wanted to draw attention, but there were not many cars around at night, and they were in an isolated area. There was no one there to help!

It was exactly why Samantha went looking for her at this hour. She had planned this!

Glaring at Abigail, she snapped, “Shut the door right now!’

Abigail refused, intent on having the door crash into a scaffolding to force the car to a stop, only for Samantha to floor the gas pedal.

“I made up my mind before I came, Abigail Bernstein! I’m not stopping for anything!”

The door soon collided with a scaffolding and snapped off, almost sending the vehicle on its back-Samantha simply kept driving.

Abigail started panicking. Gritting her teeth, she calculated how many injuries she would sustain if she leapt off the car at this speed…

Samantha simply gave her a look. “Jump, and you’ll get seriously hurt with no hope of escape. Also, I have your father-I’ll kill him, believe it!”

Abigail naturally did not buy her threat, and knew that the more she cared about Lionel, the more Samantha would keep threatening her with his life. In fact, Samantha might be less wary if she acted hostile against Lionel.

“I’m not that close with him. Kill away! You know how much I hate him-hell, I’d thank you if you killed him!”

Abigail tamely followed the tanned, skinny man, who started to let down his guard since she was compliant.

He undid his belt, while urging Abigail to undress!

Abigail appeared to play along, but even as she did, she was looking around for anything she could use as a weapon.

There were only rocks and weeds around, but she spotted a sharp rock that she could use. Stamping on the grass as if to make it even, she said, “Just making sure it’s not too rough to lie down on.”

The tanned man was not wary at all, and even praised her for being such a tease.

Abigail flashed a smile that did not reach her eyes. “How about you take off your clothes and lay them on the ground?”

“Fine.” He was getting undressed anyway, and was actually delighted that she would say that. Abigail, however, picked up that sharp rock while he took off his shirt. Gripping it tightly and sneaking close to the man, she smashed it as hard as she could on his jugular, catching him unawares and sending blood spurting.

The man howled in pain and clutched his neck. “You bitch! You hurt me!”

He tried to grab her by the hair, but she was prepared enough to dodge and run off!

The muscular man ran toward them when he heard the noise, and so did Samantha, who ordered the man, “Stop her! Don’t let her get away!”

Abigail had thought of an escape route-she knew how to swim, and started heading toward the sea.

However, the quicker she ran, the more her foot seemed to burn. She had yet to fully recover, but she gritted her teeth and kept running, because having a limp was better than being caught here.

That was when she reached the edge of a cliff, which stood moderately high above the sea!

Still, it was too dark, and she could not see if there were rocks beneath the surface under the moonlight.

Meanwhile, Samantha and the two men caught up, with the tanned man’s face contorted with savagery. “I’ll destroy her once I get my hands on her! She tricked me!”

The muscular man growled, “You’ve done it now.”

Samantha just found them stupid. “Grab her already. She has no place to run off to!”

As they approached her, Abigail knew that she could not win against three. Gritting her teeth and rejoicing that she was a good swimmer, she decided not to hesitate-she would not stand a chance once they reached her.

She jumped.

“Oh, shit!” the tanned man exclaimed in shock.

Smanatha promptly ran to the edge to look below. She was worried because she did not see Abigail’s corpse, and told the men to jump too. “Go, find her!”

“We can’t swim,” they replied.

Samantha threatened, “You don’t want to be paid?”

The two men traded glances. “There’s a path that reaches below. We’ll look there.”

“Go,” Samantha urged.

However, Abigail was nowhere to be seen as they walked up to the beach.

It was dark and they did not know how to swim, and hence soaked themselves to pretend they did.

The tanned man was clutching his neck, feeling dazed from blood loss. “I need the hospital, or I’m going to die.”

The muscular man thought about it and said, “Let’s just tell her she’s dead. We’re only doing this for the money anyway.”

“Yeah,” the tanned man replied.

They were not staking their lives on this anyway.

As they returned in their drenched clothes, they told Samantha that they found Abigail’s corpse in the sea. “We made sure she’s at the bottom. There won’t be anything left of her once the sharks are done with her.”

Samantha was not convinced. “Really?”

“Why would we lie? We can take you there if you want.”

The pair appeared confident, and Samantha thought that they would not lie since they offered to take her there.

Moreover, jumping from that high? The height would have killed Abigail, if not drowning.

“Fine.” Convinced, Samantha paid the men and happily drove home, believing that her son was Lionel Bernstein’s sole heir now, and that the entire Bernstein estate was now hers.

Although Samantha was in a good mood, she did not know that Abigail survived.

Abigail was a good swimmer, and where she landed was deep enough to break her fall.

She was not familiar with the area and wanted to get ashore, but did not do so immediately since Samantha might still be around.

The skies were brightening a little when a light suddenly flashed on her, and someone called out, “There’s someone here!”

Abigail was startled. ‘Is it Samantha?’

She swam as fast as she could, but was quickly overtaken by a boat.

“Whitney? Is that you?” Chad called out, and frowned in disappointment to see that it was not when a light caught Abigail’s face.

Stan and his men had left the boat, confident that Whitney was dead since they did not find her after an entire night.

Chad was searching as well, but there was no sign of her, and there was not much chance of her surviving.

He fell to despair.

“Are you swimming here?” he asked.

He was puzzled since this was no place to swim, and the beach was far. How did this woman get here?

As Abigail floated with just her head above the surface, she looked up at Chad on the boat.

Had that man mistaken her for Whitney? Was he looking for Whitney?

She then remembered Diarmuid telling her that Whitney was trying to flee the country on a boat, and Chad was now looking for her… Did that mean she had gone missing?

One of Chad’s men whispered into his ear just then, “That’s Diarmuid Althoff’s woman.”

Chad then remembered Whitney mentioning Diarmuid having a woman named Abigail.

Was it this woman?

The thought that Diarmuid had pushed Whitney to her death made him turn his spite on Abigail.

He could certainly handle a woman even if he could not handle Diarmuid.

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