Chapter 93 – Second Chance Love of the Missing Groom Novel

Abigail nodded as she watched Lulu. “I did. Did it go south because of you?”

“Yeah,” Lulu said. “Zachary told his blind date that I’m his girlfriend. The woman felt like she had been swindled, and called Zachary’s mother right then and there. It was such a mess…‘

Abigail could actually imagine the scene just then!

“And what happened after that? Why were you at Zachary’s place? Did you talk things out?” Abigail asked.

Lulu was quiet for a while before finally saying, “He knows.”

Abigail actually thought it was for the best. “You two are still in love anyway. He must be even more reluctant to break up now that he knows, right? You have no idea how depressed he has been lately–he actually drinks himself silly every day, and he must have lost a few pounds. It hurts to see him like that, don’t you agree?”

As a matter of fact, Lulu did.

Zachary had always had a sunny personality, and it hurt her to see him so depressed.

Even so, Zachary’s mother would hate her more after what happened. His mother had already been dissatisfied with her modest family before, and would now find her untrustworthy for breaking her promise.

After all, Lulu had promised to leave Zachary, but now she was back at his side. It was obvious. how grievous that situation was for her.

Still, Abigail held her hand and assured her, “It’s fine. Relationships mend, and with Zachary being understanding and protecting you, I’m sure his mother would see your virtues as well ”

Lulu, however, was not that optimistic–the look on the face of Zachary’s mother had been terrible.

“Actually, I think everything is much better now.” Abigail pressed on. “You’re now back with. Zachary, and you can face this trail together. When you shouldered everything alone, it was hurting you both, but now, Zachary isn’t hurting anymore. Even if his mother is standing in your way, I’m sure he’ll work hard to resolve that.”

Now that things had come to this, Lulu had to agree.

“I hope things will improve from here,” she sighed lengthily.

“Yeah. Let me get you my pajamas–you should go get a warm shower in the meantime.” Abigail headed off to her room to do so, before taking her to the room Mrs. Watson prepared.

The mansion was large, and the guest room had its own shower.

“I don’t have new pajamas—you won’t mind, right?” Abigail asked with a smile.

“You used to wear mine anyway. It’s all the same…” Lulu said. “Thanks, Abigail. I feel much better after talking to you–you should get some rest. You don’t have to worry about me.”

Abigail was worried, however. “I’ll stay with you.”

Lulu then remembered something, and could not help asking then, “By the way, about the man who came to Zachary’s house with you–is that Tommy’s father?”

Abigail shook her head and said feebly, “If only it was him.”

“Eh? Why would you say that?” Lulu was confused.

“Diarmuid Althoff is my husband,” she said quietly. “But I had Tommy from an affair…”

Lulu sighed, understanding just then that Abigail’s situation was much more complicated than hers. “Then does he know about Tommy? Doesn’t he care?”

Abigail sat feebly beside the bed—it was precisely what she was worried about.

“I… I never thought about a life with Diarmuid before, but after a while…”

“You’ve fallen for him?” Lulu asked, though it was more a confident statement than a question.

Abigail nodded earnestly. “It’s unexpected, even to me…”

“Not really,” Lulu said. “I’ve never met him, but I can see from his appearance alone that girls go crazy for him. Being young and rich, he just has to be a little nice to a gal for her to be head. over heels for him.”

Abigail could not refute her point..

Although Abigail used to prioritize inner beauty over appearances, it turned out that she was only human–she certainly admired Diarmuid’s gorgeous looks, falling for him just because he was a little nice, even forgetting the horrible things he had done to her.

Beauty really pulls the wool over one’s eyes, does it not?

“I’m actually surprised that I’d have feelings for him. I want to tell him about Tommy, but I

always have trouble speaking around him. Don’t you get it, Lulu? I’ve never had regrets before until I met him…”

Lulu raised a brow. “You regret having Tommy?”

Abigail shook her head. “I regret being so impulsive that night.”

She had never regretted having Tommy, because he was her treasure.

She regretted what she did, because she wanted to offer her best of herself to Diarmuid after falling for him.

Even if Diarmuid told her that he did not mind, she did.

Sitting beside her, Lulu said earnestly, “Maybe I’m wrong, Abigail, but I’d believe you if you told me that an average Joe does not mind that you have a child.

“But Diarmuid Althoff is no average Joe, is he? He can have any woman he wants, and he may be infatuated with you for now. However, as time goes by, are you sure he can still accept another man’s child?

“People have imaginations, and when he sees Tommy, won’t he be imagining you getting it on with another man? Will that really not affect your relationship in the long run?”

That was exactly what stopped Abigail from coming clean with Diarmuid.

Tommy was not his son–would he earnestly be nice to another man’s child?

And for her part, she would refuse to send Tommy away to live with someone else.

“I may be wrong, and even petty…”

“No, you’re right.” Abigail knew that Lulu had said all that out of concern, and she also understood the reasoning behind those words.

After all, who knew if Diarmuid was just having a passing fancy with her? And how long would said. fancy last until it passed?

It was her who should not get caught in the moment.

Even if she had to confront her own feelings, she must keep thinking straight.

Inhaling lengthily, she said, “I know what to do.”

“Are you going to divorce him? Actually, he might be different from other men…” Lulu quickly tried to dissuade her.

“No… Things aren’t that solid with us anyway. We’re just living together because we have a marriage certificate.”

She decided that she would come clean, but only when Diarmuid became certain that it was truly‘ till death do them part.

“Actually, I can help you raise Tommy if you really love Diarmuid. You know I can help,” Lulu suggested, sincerely being considerate toward her just then.

Abigail shook her head.

She would raise her own child, after carrying him around for ten months.

In fact, she would rather keep her child than her relationship.

Lulu sighed then–for herself and Abigail.

Their relationship problems were certainly convoluted!

“Go take a shower now. Give me a shout when you need me,” Abigail said, getting to her feet.

“Okay,” Lulu replied.

After returning to her room, Abigail took a shower but could not fall asleep afterwards. She sat by the bay window, hugging her legs as she stared at the moon outside.

Click-

The doorknob turned just then.

Abigail turned when she heard it, and got off the window seat, walking up to Diarmuid when she saw him. “How’s Zachary?”

Diarmuid loosened his collar. “He’s going to resign from the hospital and start work at his family’s company.”

Abigail’s expression darkened. She knew that Zachary loved being a doctor–giving up must cause him misery.

“Win some, lose some.” Diarmuid could see that she was worried. “Don’t worry about him.”

Abigail helped him take off his jacket but kept her eyes lowered. “I’m not.”

Staring at her just then, Diarmuid thought that she was being different today.

Abigail hung his jacket and asked, “Are you going to take a shower before you sleep?”

“Yeah,” Diarmuid replied.

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