Abigail was signing some documents in her office when she received a call from Walter, her personal assistant. "What is it Walter, I'm quite busy." Abigail said tiredly, still attending to the documents before her. Because of the days she had been away from the office, when she finally resumed on Monday.. she found out she had piled up work waiting for her. "Ma'am, it's about the Ms Rachael you had asked me to check up on." Walter replied. Abigail rolled her eyes, "And...? What about her?""Ma'am, she's missing and somehow connected to Mr Mark." "What do you mean.""I don't think this an information I can give to you on the phone, also there's someone that wants to meet with you. He would give you all the answers that you need." "And where is this person?" Abigail asked closing all the files she had in-front of her, and carrying her bag."I will send you my location Ma'am, you can meet us there." Walter informed her, and Abigail replied with an okay.. then hung up. In few seconds
“Woah, woah.. don’t take it out on the poor phone.” Mark laughed mockingly, grabbing his phone from Marcel. “Wait, you did not really think she gave up the company to be with you. Nah.. she did that because the damn witch already had a plan cooking up her sleeve, and humiliating me at the alter was just one of her many plans.”“Where is she?” Marcel asked, his eyes bloodshot.. his fist tightened.“Who? Your ex-girlfriend or your ex-wife? Sorry I don’t really know what your relationship with Abigail is, seeing as the both of you divorced has been processed. Ohh I get it, she’s your girlfriend.. sorry about that.” Mark raised his hands up, his laughter getting on Marcel’s nerves.Marcel breathes out, controlling the anger surging through his veins, “Where is Racheal?” “Ohh, you meant your ex-girlfriend. I can take you to her.” He suggested shrugging.“Just give me the damn address.” Marcel said through gritted teeth.. he knew if he was to spend more time with the bastard, he might end
“What’s wrong Marcel? Why are you staring at me in such manner?” Abigail asked frightened by his cold gaze.“Why did you do that? Why?? She’s a woman just like you and you were okay with what happened to her.” Marcel breathes out in disbelief, he punched the wall next to him driving Abigail into a state of shock. “Just the mere thought of you watching that video and not batting an eyelid makes me wonder who the heck I had fallen in love with, you make me want to puke Abigail!” He screamed at her, his fist having an engagement with the wall repeatedly. He knew if he did not find a way to tame the building anger inside of him, Abigail might be the recipient of his punches. “Marcel stop, please stop, you are hurting your hands.. oh my God, you are bleeding.” Abigail panics, she reached out her hand so she could hold his.. taking a step closer towards him.“Don’t! Don’t, come any more closer. I don’t know what I would do next and who I would be doing it to.” He said calmly, his gaze me
***********************Friday; Prison.***********************"Why are you here?" Mark asked folding his arms on his chest, staring at Abigail with disdain."To come see you of course, and cheer you on. I heard you would be taking to court on Tuesday." Abigail replied with a smirk, sitting down opposite him in the visiting room."Yeah, and who's fault is that! We had a deal Abigail, but you chose to backstab me on the back. Just know whenever I do get out of here, you would be a dead meat." Mark banged his hand on the table between them, his eyes dead serious. But that did not scare Abigail one bit."How about you deal with your lawsuit first, before worrying about how to kill me." Abigail states leaning back on her chair, a smirk dancing on her lips. "Why are you here? To gloat?" "Nope, I was curious about something but now that I see you, I don't feel like quenching my curiosity anymore." Abigail shrugged her shoulders."What do you mean? Curious about what?" Mark frowned.Abiga
"Thank you Hailey, for agreeing to watch the kids for the week." Abigail appreciates as both her and Marcel walks out of the house, with Hailey right behind them."The both of you should spend a lot of time rolling on the sheets, so I don't regret it." Hailey replied grinning. Abigail blushed."Well.. see you on sunday evening sis." Marcel said opening the car door for Abigail, and then he runs over to the driver seat and got in."So.. where are you taking me to?" Abigail asked. "How was your talk with Mark?" Marcel asked putting aside her question, for some reason he felt jealous that she would go visit the man in prison, he couldn't understand why she had to do that. The idiot tried coming in between then, not to forget he almost took her company from her and also killed his own baby."It went well.. we kind of made up." "What?" Marcel cast a quick glance on her then returned his gaze back to the road.Abigail giggled at his reaction, "Uhm, I kind of found out why he hated me.. l
Abigail opened her eyes sleepily, she stared at the empty space beside her on the bed and wondered where Marcel had gone to. “Marcel?” Abigail called standing up from the bed, wrapping the white bed sheet around her body. “I’m here.” Marcel answered from the balcony. Abigail walked over to the balcony and saw him standing, his body resting on the railings. “Good morning.” Abigail greets wrapping her arms around his waist from the back. “You mean good afternoon, right?” Marcel asked turning around and placing a kiss on her forehead. “What? There’s no way I would have slept that long.” Abigail replied frowning. “Well you did. And I can’t blame you, after what went down all through the night.” He smirked at her, Abigail blushed. Her stomach suddenly rumbled, and she held it in embarrassment.“It’s nothing to be embarrassed off, after the hot section we had last night, plus you sleeping till 3 in the afternoon, definitely you would be hungry.” He chuckled, Abigail blushed again, “
*************************Sunday morning.*************************"Ahhh, Marcel.. oh myyyyy, ahhhh." Abigail moaned her voice resonating in the hotel room, her fingers clutched onto Marcel's back as he plunged into her repeatedly."I.. think.. ahhh, I'm going to cum!" Abigail yelled, "Then do it." Marcel replied breathlessly, beads of sweat dripping from his face as he increased his pace, bringing not just Abigail but himself into full release mode. Sputtering all of his seeds inside of her.He fell down beside her on the bed, his chest heaving heavily. "If we go on this way, I might just become addicted." Abigail murmured laying her head on his chest."I don't mind.. cause I'm already addicted. I'm addicted your moans, the curve of your body, the way you moan out my name.. I'm addicted to everything." He whispered huskily biting down on her ear lobe. Biting her ear lobe was one of the things he was becoming really addicted to. Abigail felt something twitch on her leg, she looked
***************************On A Friday: Hailey’s school***************************"I can't believe my baby is finally done with high-school, and now wants to go to Harvard." Mrs Williams cried out, caressing her daughter's face, then she pats her hair lovingly. "Mum, can you please stop re-fixing my hair and please, let go of me so I can go join my classmates, where they are all seated." Hailey said frowning at her mother with great displeasure, today was her graduation and her whole family was here to support, including Abigail and the triplets. "Of course I should, but I am so happy for you child." Mrs Williams poured out hugging her daughter once more. "We are all happy for her mum, so why don't you let go of her? And congrats sis." Marcel winked at Hailey, helping her to bring the hug to an end. Hailey quickly walks away, while mouthing the word.. "Thank you." "Mum, let's go seat with the rest of the family." Marcel suggested, leading his mother to where.. Mabel, Sophia, hi