Gin entered Abigail's room with hesitant steps. He realized the mistake of taking a stance that would seem spoiled and troublesome to his sister. However, everything has happened. He only hoped to learn a lesson from it all. What he experienced hurt him. Of course, seeing his sister having to suffer, there was no way he could forgive himself. Abigail, still talking with Ashton, finally noticed Gin's arrival. Alice deliberately let the young man enter alone while she stood guard outside. Abigail smiled warmly to welcome her brother, although her face still looked pale. Gin, meanwhile, didn't know what to do because, as a result of his mistake, Abigail now had to lie in the hospital with a gunshot wound that could have taken her life. Abby signaled Ashton to give her a chance to let go of her longing with her only brother, whom she hadn't seen in a dozen years. Ashton nodded, then stepped out of Abigail's room as his gaze didn't move from the man with haz
Zac's powerful punch knocked down Gin. Meanwhile, Abigail, who was unable to move, could only scream, begging him to stop his madness and let go of Gin, who was now almost battered. "Zac! Are you out of your mind?! Let go of my brother; you can't touch him one bit!" Not a single sentence could stop Zachary's current rampage. A tantrum, for Abby, was utterly unwarranted. "Zac!!! I swear you, if you don't stop, I'll call security or even the police!" Abby almost jumped out of bed but still couldn't stop his madness. "If you still don't pay attention to what I say, I swear I will never appear in front of you ever again!" The sentence miraculously made Zac freeze and automatically stop the hand swing, initially hovering over Gin with a vengeance. Zachary's body slumped to the floor in a kneeling position, gasping for air, trying to regain the strength he'd expended to teach the young man who was now lying on the floor with a battered face a lesson. "What ar
Abigail insisted on going home immediately. She was looking forward to doing so many things once Gin returned. House tours, welcome parties, and even dropped him off at school. Imagining it all, Abby felt like her health was miraculously restored. However, in the end, she had to argue with three people—Gin, Ashton, and Alice—who insisted she stay in the hospital until she was fully recovered. However, Abby never loses on anything, not even an argument. When they were finally aboard her private helicopter, she flashed a triumphant smile while the others were silent in their inner turmoil, wondering about her stubbornness. They arrived at the house and were immediately greeted by Alex and Alona, who Alice had previously informed. They had prepared everything for Abby, as well as Gin. "Uncle, Auntie, this is Gin, my brother. Your other nephew," Abby said, her eyes dewy with emotion. Alona, who had been looking forward to Abigail and Gin's arrival, immediat
Abby's heart almost skipped a beat when she heard the statement that seemed to point at her. She didn't expect Gin to be able to read everything. Was it too obvious what she did to Zac? "Y-you—how did you know everything?" Abigail asked, stammering. "I told you, didn't I, that I'm better than Ms. Denver? Are you now willing to hire me as your bodyguard?" Gin asked humorously. He didn't want to continue talking about revenge or anything else. This was the first day he set foot in Abby's house; he didn't want his relationship with his sister to heat up initially. Hearing Gin's joke, Abigail laughed for a moment. "Oh, God, thank you for bringing me together with this brat. I've forgotten the last time I laughed like this," Abigail said, still with a lingering laugh. Gin couldn't help but join in the laughter. Seeing his sister's laughter, his heart warmed. Wasn't this what he had been dreaming of all along? "Gin, you really should know that I—"
"I want your heart, Abby. I want a place there, where no one can touch it, and only me." Zachary repeated his sentence, which, of course, made Abigail silent now. What was she supposed to say if he was asking for was difficult for her to grant? That was great. She won. She had succeeded in making Zachary crave for her and wanted her so much that he would do anything for her. Just like he said, right? Then what else? Wasn't it time to tear Zac to pieces to destroy Emerson's family? No, it wasn't. For Abby, this was not the time yet. Making Zac so crazy wasn't the end of it. The grudge made her even crazier. She wanted more. She tried to make another, wider gaping wound in Zac's heart, to make him crazy, broken, helpless so that she would be more satisfied. This vengeance drove Abby crazy. It made her addicted when everything went into her heart. She made sure not to finish so quickly. Wait, Zac... hold on for more exciting games!
"So that's it? You forgot about me and didn't invite me?" asked a girl whose noticeable arrival instantly soured Abigail's mood.Why would she come if she wasn't invited? Of course, to catch up with her boyfriend. Abby stopped what she was doing. "What are you doing here, Sidney? You weren't invited." She turned around to face the woman who had been behind her back. "Then why did you invite Zac? Don't forget that he's my boyfriend. After all, isn't he your business rival? Or... maybe you guys are related behind my back." "Why do your thoughts never change? Do you have any proof of what you've accused me of?" Abby replied calmly. However, if she weren't organizing another tactic, she would now agree to Sidney's accusation.Didn't she and Zac have a special relationship? Even a forbidden, it was still called a 'relationship'. Or was there another word that could describe it adequately? Because the two weren't even friends. "I'll prove it, Abigail; I'll ma
A man stood in the room, his glare fixed on the woman who stepped in. She didn't know what made her husband look so bad: a tightened jaw and a reddened eye looking at her intently with a bunch of paper in his hand."Is this what you do to me during this time, Abby?" The man's question caused the woman, whom he called Abby, to widen her eyes."Wh—what are you talking about, Zac? And what're you doing in my room?""Just answer my question!""Zac, what's it about? We're OK; nothing happened this morning. We even had sex and tried to fix our marriage. Then now—what happened, baby?" Abby eroded the distance between her and Zac, stroked his jaw, and looked into his eyes. "Is there someone who said something to you?""No one told me about anything—even you. I just found out myself that everything we've been through is just a piece of shit to you. You marry me for a purpose.""What? What are you talking about, Zac? Was it your father? Or was your mother the one who told you this? She's always
Abby looked at herself in the mirror in her room. She decided not to go home and chose to get ready at the office because she didn't want to waste time. She couldn't be late because her plans started with this event. She stepped gingerly into the ballroom. Hundreds of guests were already there, mingling, and their conversations must have been all about business. Abby was tired of talking about business at parties. Except today. Because she was going to cast her net from here. If she was in a good mood, it might not matter if she talked to a few people—only a few important people. Others not. However, Abby suddenly did not want to mingle with anyone. Except for the crown prince of the Emerson family. She then chose a place in the corner of the room, deliberately keeping out of sight because she didn't like it when people with dirty business brains approached her. Who doesn't know her? A businesswoman who was one of the most successful young business candidates. "There you are," sa