Abigail - S01 E45

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Abigail - S01 E45

Read Story: SEASON 1 EPISODE 45

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{ BUSY NIGHT }

“What? Are you okay?” Robert questioned.

“Come on, handsome. Think about it. We can’t just sit back and do nothing.”

“Yes, we can. And that is exactly what we are going to do. Do you know the consequences of doing what you are suggesting?” He asked.

“What could possibly happen, huh?” She rolled her eyes.

Emma hasn’t said a word and that drew Robert and Ginny’s attention to her.

“See? She is considering my suggestion.” Ginny pointed out.

Robert squinted his eyes at his partner, watching her closely.

“Wait, don’t tell me you are really considering what she just said.”

“Think about it, Robert. Don’t you think it’s a good idea?”

“Thank you! At least someone agrees with me.”

Robert’s eyes went wide.

“Emma! Are you kidding me right now?”

“Listen to me, Rob. Just as she said, it would be an undercover mission. No one will know about it aside from you, me, the spoilt brat, and Abby.”

“Hold on a second,” Ginny raised her palm, indicating Emma to stop talking. “Who did you call a spoilt brat?”

“Who else is a spoilt brat here?” Emma fired.

“I am not a spoilt brat, you old woman!”

“Old… Old woman? I am only twenty-three years old, you little bitch!” Emma retorted.

Robert shook his head at both girls, watching them argue and insult each other.

After a while, they returned their gazes back to him.

“As I was saying, I think her plan makes a lot of sense.” Emma cleared up her throat.

“Father won’t know and neither will the team who are now handling the case know. And just as she said,” Ginny nodded her head at Emma. “It will be between you, me, her, and Abby. Wait, who is Abby?”

“My best friend. Now shut up and let’s hear what he has to say.”

Emma and Ginny stared at Robert, patiently waiting for him to agree to their stupid and reckless plan.

He let out a deep breath.

“This might get us into deep shit if being caught. You know that, Emma. And I don’t need to remind you that our punishment will be 100 times worse than Ginny’s.”

“I know. It is the more reason why it will be an undercover mission. No one is going to find out anything.”

“And how are we going to do the investigation? Two different teams of detectives can’t interrogate one hospital, remember?”

“Ugh, come on, Handsome. Do I need to explain to you what undercover means?”

He shot her a ha-rd glare and she quickly kept quiet.

“We are going to go in disguise to the hospital. And secondly, we will subtly get new information from team 1 whenever we notice that they have acquired one and are one step ahead of us.” Emma explained.

“Why does it feel like you’ve had this idea in your mind before I brought it up?” Ginny narrowed her eyes at Emma.

“Maybe because I truly did.”

“Wow. You are just as daring as I am. Good for you.”

“Idiot,” Emma mumbled, rolling her eyes. “So, Robert. Are you in?”

“Do I have a choice?”

“No.” She smirked. “Anyway, here is the plan…”

“Wait, before you go on with your plan,” Robert interrupted. “if we catch the murderer before team 1, what are we going to do?”

“We will simply anonymously tip the team off. No one will suspect a thing, trust me.”

•••••

“Hey, don’t you dare call my brother names.”

“Are you serious right now? You just told me that your brother suspect me of killing patients in the hospital and what, you expect me to keep quiet and not insult him?” Her husband snapped.

“I immensely warned him never to say ill things about you, darling. Listen, I love you so much and I am ready to do anything for your sake but then again, it is my brother we are talking about here.”

“So? You’ve always supported me against him, what’s the difference now? Why are you painting me to be the bad guy now?”

“I am not painting you to be the bad guy, Marshall. I just want you to understand where I’m coming from. Jersey is my brother.”

Marshall shoved his hands inside his pants pocket, glaring at his wife.

“And I am your what?”

“Really?” She frowned at him.

“You know what, do as you please. I don’t care.” He attempted to walk away from her but she caught hold of his wrist. “What?”

“Babe, I’m sorry.”

“You are sorry?” He scoffed. “What are you apologizing for?”

She wet her lips, stepping close to her husband.

“For defending Jersey. You are my husband and you should always come first before anybody.” She muttered, stroking her thumb finger over his wrist.

His lips stretched into a smile and he wrapped his arms around her waist.

“I’ve always wanted to be the director of Santos Hospital but since it is Jersey’s birthright, I decided to back away and let him in on the position. But believe me, I will never hurt an innocent soul just because of that.” He dropped a light kiss on her lips. “No one knows that I am even related to Jersey or the Hart family and I want it to be that way, you know.”

“Why? If they don’t know about that then they won’t respect you.” She reasoned with him.

“I can earn their respect without using the name of your family to acquire it, okay?” He told her.

“Marshall, I’m sorry I wasn’t able to get you a higher position other than being a mere doctor at the hospital. You deserve more.”

“Yes, I deserve more and that is why I have you.” He smashed his lips on hers and she instantly responded.

‘Jersey suspect me for the murders going on. Oh f**k, what do I do? No one must know about my relationship with Sandra and also, no one must know that Sandra was the suspicious person that dropped by that night in the hospital. If she loses, I am going to lose too. I can’t let that happen. I have come too far to lose or give up.’ Marshall thought to himself, deepening the hot and passionate kiss.

•••••

“Hello?”

“Darling, how are you?” Sandra asked from the other line.

“I’m fine, babe.” Marshall looked around, just to be sure he was alone and nobody was eavesdropping on his conversation. “Why did you call?”

“I can’t sleep…”

“Why not?”

“You know why.” She groaned.

“Ugh, I thought I told you not to bother yourself about what is going on, huh?”

“How do you expect me to be calm and not bothered? Didn’t you see how Thelma was rude and disrespectful to me? She feels superior now because she knows my secret.”

“I will tame Thelma and trust me, she won’t be a problem to us.”

“But_”

“Do you trust me?” He cut her off.

Sandra hesitated for a few seconds.

“Yes, I do.”

“Then believe me when I say I’ve got everything under control. Okay?”

“Okay. I’m sorry for pestering you by this time of the night.”

“No, it’s fine. Anything for my baby.” He surveyed his surroundings again.

“I love you and goodnight.”

“I love you too. Goodnight.”

The line disconnected as Sandra hung up the call.

Marshall heaved out a deep sigh, ruffling his hair.

Things are not going as planned for him and it is driving him crazy.

Cheating on his wife was one thing and being caught was another whole thing.

He loves his wife, though but Sandra is another woman in his life that he truly cares about.

Actually, he married Felicia because of her family’s wealth which he doesn’t regret doing. And as for Sandra, he really loves her because she is a beautiful and independent woman.

Marshall was a greedy and selfish man and he doesn’t give a shit about what others think about it.

It was his life anyway and he gets to decide what to do with it.

“Honey, what are you doing out here?” Felicia’s voice interrupted his train of thought from behind, startling him a little bit.

“F**k. You scared me.” He hissed.

“I’m sorry.” She apologized, placing her palm on his back. “You haven’t answered my questions yet. Why are you here by this time?”

“I uhm, I came out here to answer a phone call and receive fresh air.” He answered.

“You are lying.” She blurted out.

Marshall pinched his brows together, giving her a surprised look.

Did she overhear his conversation with Sandra?

How much did she hear?

“You are thinking about the situation at the hospital, aren’t you?” She continued, standing by his side. “I heard your patient was the victim.”

‘Oh, thank goodness. She didn’t hear anything.’ He said in his mind, letting out a deep breath of relief.

“You know,” He encircled his arms around her waist from behind and dropped his chin on her shoulder. “I feel really bad.”

“I know. You lost a patient and then my brother suspects you for it.” She sighed.

“Hmm. But you trust me, right?” He pressed a soft kiss on her neck. “You know I will never hurt a human being.”

“Of course, you won’t.” She turned around in his arms and faced him. “I trust you so much, honey and I know for sure that you will never hurt a fly talk more of a human being. Jersey played dirty in accusing you of that. That reminds me, does he treat you badly in the hospital?”

“Not really…” He shook his head. “He treats me like the rest of my colleagues and he always listens to me. I’m even surprised he’s not being a dîck to me. I mean, not after our conflicts.”

“Are you sure you aren’t covering up for him?”

“Nah, I’m not.” He replied, pecking her forehead. “Why are you even still awake?”

“I was until I woke up and didn’t find you in bed.” She pouted.

“I’m sorry for making you worried, hun. Let’s go to bed now.”

“Yeah, let’s do that.”

They walked hand in hand back into the house.

•••••

“Abby, where are you?” Emma worriedly asked.

“I’m sorry babe but I won’t be coming back home tonight.”

“Really? Why not?”

“I have a night shift.”

“And you are just telling me? Seriously?”

“I’m sorry. Where are you?”

“Where else will I be by this time?” Emma scoffed.

“Are you mad at me?”

“Of course, I am.” She let out a soft groan and plopped onto the couch. “You should have told me earlier that you weren’t coming back home tonight. I was worried sick while waiting for your return.”

“I’m sorry…” Abby apologized for the third time. Her voice made it noticeable that she was stressed and tired. “I should have called earlier but I was so busy.”

“Hmm. You need to be careful, okay? The hospital isn’t safe anymore. Or maybe I should come over to protect you.”

“What?” Abigail chuckled. “You don’t have to do that, babe. I’m fine.”

“A murderer is on the loose in the hospital. I don’t think I can feel less worried knowing that.”

“I will be fine. You don’t have to worry about me.” She reassured her best friend for the umpteenth time.

“If I don’t worry about you then who will?” Emma scoffed. “Anyway, if you notice anything unusual, call me immediately. You hear me?”

“I will.”

“Good. And uhm, I have something to tell you.”

“You do? What is it?”

“We will discuss it some other time.”

“Okay. I also have something to tell you,”

“We will talk tomorrow when you return home.”

“Yeah. Bye. I love you.”

“I love you too, babes!” Emma responded and hung up the call, releasing a breath as she leaned back into the couch, closing her eyes. “She will be fine. Abby is a strong and brave girl. She will be fine.”

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To Be Continued....