"Oh, my, Abigail, which restaurant made this?" Isaac moaned at the taste of the food and asked. Abigail, flattered by the compliment, blushed at where she sat on the sofa, trying her best to avoid the two men but now she was pulled back again into talking.
"I made it," she mumbled.
"What?" Isaac exclaimed, mouthful. Most people winded away from the traditional M City style of preparing the creamy chicken pasta soup, inculcating modern ingredients but Abigail stuck to the original ingredients but only changed the cooking style. If she had been mistreated for so long, the good part was, it transmitted her improvising skills since she was always forced to do the cooking.
"Tony, is that correct?" Isaac screamed, not believing it. All he imagined was Abigail buying th
Abigail never felt as good as she did now, after giving Tony her piece of mind. He was such a jerk and she couldn't take it anymore. She recalled the changes she had done in his bedroom, regret filling her. She also regretted telling the maids not to wash his clothes. She wanted to do all that for him but it seemed that the more she tried to be good, the worse he got. Maybe she should just stop trying. How could she fight a curse? No heir of the Wright family has been able to overcome it.Worse was when she got home. She wasn't in anyway prepared for the news awaiting her. "I have to leave for Z City tomorrow," Ivy announced, disheartened. Why did she have to leave at the time Abigail needed her the most?"Must you?" Abigail pleaded. Grief filled her heart, despite guessing it had to do with her father. It would have been nice to go with Ivy."Your father is regaining consciousness and getting upset because he doesn't know anyone there. I have to go and explain
Abigail could hear their deep breath from the door where she stood, Tony's neck was tilted backwards, his head resting on the neck of the executive swivel chair, facing the ceiling but his eyes were closed, as he moaned in pleasure. The table covered her view of whatever was ongoing but slender legs in black stilettos protruding showed that a woman was kneeling on the floor. Now she was aware that Tony wasn't alone. Her innocence gave her no idea as to what the woman was doing to earn such pleasurable moans from him. She could see a blonde messy hair bobbing up and down with Tony's hand pressing it tighter, and it hit her.Her legs felt like jelly, her hands numb as the food pack dropped from her hand, startling the busy tandem. Tony pulled out of the mouth of the blonde in a stun, adjusting his clutch and zipping up in quick motions. He was so embarrassed, his tongue felt heavy. This wasn't something he could get from his wife but neither was it something he wa
"What do you mean by he chose his wife over you? Are you so useless? Your beauty and sexy figure couldn't clamp a man like Tony? You are even better looking than Ashley," Richard Wood continued to rage over the phone."Look, I told you everything that happened okay? Everything I had with Tony was long ago. He embarrassed me in front of his wife so you just have to find another bitch to do your dirty job," she spat and hang up. Richard threw the phone so hard, it shattered into pieces. He stretched forth his hand and another phone was handed over to him.He instantly dialled a number and said"Stanley, this is Richard. You better have some good news for me."There was silence. "Speak up, motherfucker," he yelled, earning an instant response."I'm sorry I don't. He was romancing his wife when I got to the office. I excused myself and left immediately but I was moved afterwards to the transport department. It means he suspected my movements so ta
Ivy confirmed her arrival at Zcity in the evening and assured Abigail that her father was getting better. She even got to speak with him but could barely hear any word he spoke. Yet still, it warmed her heart. The more reason she was bent on doing everything possible to make Ivy happy, including enduring Tony's sometimes unthoughtful words. Tony wasn't able to go back to the office as planned, settling on keeping Dennis in Isaacs' mansion till the culprits were arrested. Isaac readily agreed because no one lived there at the moment and it would take some time to be ready. As soon as the culprits were apprehended, he would rent a two-bedroom apartment for him with a years' advance so he could pick his life back up. He had already settled his mothers' medical bills as well. After Dennis mentioned the names, they were given to the Wrights Secret Service to be dealt with. As soon as they were found, information would reach him. The next day, he had breakfast with Abigail
Throughout the journey home, Tony was strangely in good spirits. He had never exhibited this side to her before, making her wonder who he called and what made him so happy. He was clearly upset when he went to the washroom so what happened? Chaos patrolled on Abigail's mind and yet, she couldn't make head or tail of the situation.Offhandedly, Tony placed his arm around her shoulder, startling her. She creased her brow and shifted uncomfortably. Was he drunk?Plus, her actions only confirmed to Tony that he had a bargaining chip. The confusion on her face was just splendid and Tony loved it. He wasn't upset that she moved away. Rather, his smirk extended to laughter.Abigail was only convinced that Tony was going crazy. When they got home, she was about to open the door by herself when Tony said, "wait." Abigail stopped, even more, troubled when he got down and opened the door for her, bowing gently, "your royal highness, we are home," he mocked her.
Desperation was a moving van that made Abigail accept terms of marriage she didn't understand. To her, it was just a marriage on paper but the paper was mightier than thoughts or vocal words. What the paper held, granted her access to up to fifty percent of the Wrights' fortune, which she hadn't seen because the portion was covered. Ivy knew that if she had revealed it, Abigail wouldn't have signed. She wasn't an opportunist. Being oblivious to everything, her thoughts ran vicious when they sat next to Tony. The usual coldness and loathing that tensed up their partnership wavered. Tony drove with a light heart, trying to be slightly intimate, sometimes running his hand on Abigail's thigh while his other hand held the steering wheel. Each time, she shoved his hand away but Tony would put it right back till she stopped shoving it away. He was sending hints about tonight and she wasn't dumb to not know. Also, Tonys' words that the money belonged to her as well kept ring
Abigail didn't know what to expect when Tony dropped her gently on the bed, paralyzing herself with overthinking. She had never experienced this side of life, making her nervous, as she began taking in deep breaths to calm herself. She was hit by the coldness, being without any covering, warming herself with her frail hands around her chest. Tony instantly turned on the heater and realized that she was too tense. She had no idea how nervous he was, the fact being that he had never been with a naive and fragile woman like her. This was a new journey he was willing to take with her, bringing her into his world of pleasure. He dimmed the lights, not turning them off because he didn't want to make love to her in the dark. He wanted to see as well as hear her response to everything he would do to her."Relax, sex is delicious. It's something we are both going to enjoy," he cooed when he sat next to her, only in his boxers. His closeness and words only increased her nervousness ins
"You did this." Tanya's eyes roamed the garden, a delightful and satisfactory smile settled in the corners of her mouth while she confirmed with certainty. From the choice of flowers and gardening aesthetics, she knew without a doubt that this could only be the handiwork of Abigail since some of these flowers were her personal favourites. Abigail offered her a seat at the patio while she instructed one of the maids to make them coffee. "How can you tell so quickly?" Abigail asked, blinking back her tears. Their bond was just great. Tanya rolled her eyes, "are you truly asking? Those water lilies in the pond, I told you I loved them when we went to the national garden and the fountain, I told you they told silent stories and the..." "I know, but what happened to you?" Abigail cut her off and asked. Every flower she used and every decorative item had a story attached to it. That was what made her work special but she could see through Tanya's smile and lovable personality that somethi