All Chapters of Too Close To Handle: Chapter 31 - Chapter 40

"You did a great job earlier," Roen said to Abigail with a smile as he escorted her to a luxurious suite in the grand hotel. The night had grown late, and Edward had decided they should spend the night there. With Edward still engrossed in conversations with the guests and company directors, Roen had taken on the responsibility of escorting Abigail to the suite."I didn't do anything but stand on stage. I don't understand why the President made me wear this necklace," Abigail said, her voice tinged with confusion and unease. She glanced at the ornate box she was holding. After the event, she had immediately returned the necklace to the box, afraid that she might damage it. She knew how important the necklace was, not only to Edward's family but also to the company. The weight of its significance felt almost too heavy to bear."He has his reasons," Roen replied, his smile unwavering, but his eyes holding a hint of mystery."Hope that reason is a good one," Abigail muttered, handing the

"Find out what happened.” Roen’s voice cracked with fear as he stared at his wife’s pale face, desperation seeping into his every word. “I need to know why this happened to Abigail,” Edward commanded his tone a dangerous mix of fury and anxiety. His eyes were ablaze with a burning intensity, and his fists clenched so tightly his knuckles turned white. Roen could almost feel the storm of emotions raging inside Edward, and he knew that any answer less than the truth would not suffice. Abigail’s life, and that of their unborn child, had been teetering on the brink of disaster. Even if their marriage was a mere formality, Edward was determined to protect Abigail and their baby at all costs.Roen rushed back to the building, his heart pounding with a mix of dread and determination. He found the young women they had seen earlier, their faces still etched with shock. His eyes narrowed as he scrutinized their every movement, searching for any hint of deception. He questioned James and Tiffany

Abigail glanced at the man who stormed into their office, visibly furious. She stood up in shock when she recognized the man who was angrily looking for Edward. As she stood, the man noticed her, causing him to stop in his tracks and stare at her. He frowned upon seeing Abigail. Abigail didn't know what to do at that moment. She looked around, thinking of hiding herself, but it was too late—her father had already seen her."What are you doing here? And of all places, I find you here. You're so stubborn and never listen. Don't you have anything better to do than defy us?" he scolded her as he walked towards Abigail and roughly grabbed her arm, causing her to wince in pain. The employees inside the office were also shocked by the man's actions, but no one dared to approach and help Abigail."You really didn't hold back. You actually married that man? Is this the price of marrying him? A job at his company? You've brought nothing but shame to us. You know we hate that man, yet you chose

Abigail stepped out of Ulrick's building, her mind still preoccupied, only to be startled by the sight of her parents standing stiffly in front of a van. “Mom? Dad?” she asked, her voice a mix of confusion and unease. Her parents, upon seeing her, wasted no time and approached her with determined strides.“Wait, you're hurting me!” Abigail cried out as her father gripped her wrist with unnecessary force, dragging her toward the van parked nearby. The sudden aggression left her stunned.“Excuse me, what’s going on here?” the building's security guard intervened, his voice firm as he stepped forward to protect Abigail. He had noticed the rough way her parents were handling her.“Stay out of this. We’re her parents. We have every right to do what we want,” Abigail’s mother snapped, her tone sharp and dismissive. The guard hesitated, unsure of how to proceed.“Stop resisting. We’re not bad people. Come with us quietly if you don’t want to get hurt or embarrassed here,” her mother added, h

"Sir!" Roen burst into Edward's office, his voice trembling with urgency. The young man stood there, chest heaving as if he had sprinted all the way. It was already late into the night, the kind of hour when silence blanketed the building, save for the distant hum of the air conditioner. Edward, still immersed in a pile of unfinished files, barely glanced up."Why are you in such a state? Did something happen?" Edward asked, his tone calm but with a hint of concern. His eyes flickered to Roen for a split second before returning to the document in his hand."Ah, by the way," Edward continued, his voice steady as he pushed through his exhaustion, "I sent Abigail home early. Could you call her and check if she's had dinner? I might be here longer than expected." He delivered the instructions almost absentmindedly, his focus unwavering on his work.But when Roen failed to respond, Edward's attention finally snapped to him. The younger man stood there, rooted to the spot, his face pale and