Abigail - S01 E67

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Abigail - S01 E67

Read Story: SEASON 1 EPISODE 67

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{ EXPOSED }

On getting there, she pushed the door open without even knocking.

“Surprise, hon_”

The rest of her words got stuck in her throat when she saw the scene in front of her.
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Sandra was bent over the desk while Marshall stood behind her, f**king her aggressively from behind when they heard a voice from the door, bringing their movement to a halt.

Marshall quickly pulled out his d*k from her pssy and turned around, his eyes went wide open as nervousness and fear overtook him when he saw his wife.

Sandra had a mischievous smirk on her face as she turned around to face her lover’s wife. She didn’t even bother to pull her skirt up and cover her nakedness. She felt no shame about what she was caught doing with a married man. She doesn’t give a shit about anything at all.

Felicia blinked repeatedly, the bag she was holding slipped from her fingers and dropped to the ground but fortunately, the food didn’t pour.

“Hon… honey, it’s not what you think. I swear.” He began, pulling his trousers up to his waist.

The typical word of a cheater was the first thing that fell of his mouth.

Felicia’s gaze moved to Sandra who was still smirking like she has won a medal, leaning on the desk with her p*ssy on full display for everyone in the room to see.

“Honey,” Marshall took a step close to her but she quickly backed away from him like he was a disease and she was afraid of getting afflicted.

“How… how can you do this to me?” She breathed out, tears trailing down her face.

“I can explain. I swear it is not what you thin_”

“WHAT DO YOU THINK I AM THINKING!?” She said at the top of her lungs, cutting him off from whatever bullshit he was going to say. “Do I look like a fool to you?”

“Technically, you are a fool.” Sandra said, grabbing the attention of the married couple as she pulled up her skirt and started arranging herself. “Your dear husband has been f**king his colleague and you knew nothing about it. Doesn’t that make you a fool?”

“Sandra shut up.” Marshall groaned.

“What? I am only telling her the truth.” She shoved the strand of hair in her face to the back of her ear, pushing herself from the desk and stepping towards them. “We have been dating for years, Marshall. Your wife should know about it, don’t you think?”

“Yea… years?” Felicia repeated, facing her husband. “Tell me she’s lying. You couldn’t have been cheating on me for years, right? You would never do that because you love me so much. Right?”

“What are you doing? Why are you doing these? I thought we agreed to continue this relationship only on the condition that my wife doesn’t find out about us?” He mumbled to Sandra, ignoring his wife’s question.

“Are you stupid?” Sandra retorted, rolling her eyes. “Do you really think I meant those things I said in the parking lot? You think I am obsessed with you and don’t want to lose you, isn’t it?” She chuckled, shaking her head. “You must be very stupid to think that of me, Marshall.”

“What… are you saying?” He stammered, raising a questioning brow in confusion.

“It was all a part of my plan, idiot. I told you I will make you pay for hurting me, didn’t I? Asking you to still be with me was to set you up. Honestly, I didn’t know your wife was going to come today but seems like the heavens are on my side after all.” She grinned.

“You didn’t want me back like you claimed in the parking lot. You wanted to get your revenge on me.” He said after putting two and two together.

“Bingo. Sweet revenge, don’t you think? I know my worth, Marshall. You have no f**king right to hurt me like the way you did. You want to be with your wife, right? You can be with her now. I don’t bloody care. It is over between us now.” She took a step towards the door and stopped beside Felicia who hasn’t said a word or made a move. “Just to make you feel less stupid… I was also a fool to believe that I was the only woman in his life. He toyed with my feelings and then decided to toss me aside like I was trash. I won’t let him get away with it so I decided to hurt him twice as hard as he did. I was supposed to have my fun with him first before you found out about us but turns out the heavens wanted you to find out like this.” She smiled and pulled the door open but didn’t leave the office. Yet. “I am going to give you this advice for free, Marshall loves you for your money. He wouldn’t dare deny that.” She winked and stormed out of the office, slamming the door closed.

“That bitch. She played me.” He exclaimed, balling his fist in anger.

Felicia grabbed the bag of food from the floor and then stared at Marshall for a moment before walking out of the office without saying anything to him.

“Honey!” He ran after her.

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????Good afternoon, Dr. Sandra.

????Good afternoon, doctor.

Patients and nurses greeted Sandra as she walked past them.

She answered them with a bubbly feeling, a smile of victory on her face.

She just gave Marshall a dose of his medicine and she felt so proud of herself.

How dare he thinks he can hurt her like that and go away freely?

Who does he think he is?

She doesn’t care that his wife got hurt in the process of her revenge. The woman had it coming when she can’t even tame her husband.

Sandra dusted off imaginary dirt from her white coat, heading towards the elevator.

She pressed the button and waited for the doors to open when she heard heavy footsteps from behind.

She slowly turned around and the next thing that happened shocked her to the core.

Felicia poured pepper sauce into the doctor’s eyes.

“Take that, bitch!”

Sandra screamed in agony, looking for a way to wipe the pepper out of her eyes but it only got worse.

“You think you’ve won? How dare you? You should be ashamed of yourself.” Felicia spoke.

????What’s going on?

????Who is this woman?

????Oh, my God. I can’t imagine the pain Dr. Sandra is going through right now
????Shouldn’t this woman be arrested for assault?

Words flew past and the whole place was filled with mumbling and gasp.

Sandra waved her hands around, searching for support that she didn’t get. Unfortunately.

“Do you know who I am? How f**king dare you? Answer me.” Felicia screamed in anger.

“Honey, please calm down.” Marshall said from behind. “Stop creating a scene.”

She turned to him and smiled.

“I’m sorry. Why didn’t you tell me that your colleague has been forcing herself on you?” She asked.

“What?’ Sandra and Marshall said at the same time.

“You should have told me and I would have handled her earlier.” She stated. “I’m sorry for wasting the food I got for you. Here,” She gave him the small food cooler, containing a little pepper sauce. “You can manage this. I need to speak to Jersey and give him food as well. Take care of yourself.” She walked towards the elevator, pushed Sandra aside, and got inside.

The door closed and she pressed the twentieth button that led to her brother’s office while holding her breath.

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“Mr. Reid took the evidence we found at the crime scene,” Ginny said.

“I know. They need to run a laboratory test on the bottle they found in the scene.” Emma replied.

“Oh, yeah. I saw the bottle as well. I have a feeling that the bottle once contained poison.”

“Poison? Did you smell it?” Emma asked.

Ginny nodded her head as a yes.

“I did. But funny enough, it was odorless.”

“Thallium poison.”

“Exactly.”

The door opened and Robert walked in, burying his hands inside his pocket.

He was just clocking into work.

“Hey, Mr. Handsome,” Ginny giggled. “we’ve been waiting for you.”

“I’m sorry for coming to work late. I had a personal issue to resolve.” He said and took his seat beside Ginny.

“You should have taken permission, you know.” Emma told him and he nodded his head, giving her an apologetic look. “Hope everything is fine.”

He quickly nodded his head. “Yes. Of course. Everything is absolutely fine.”

Emma creased her brows at him, not expecting such a strange and suspicious reaction from him.

“Weird.” She muttered and then cleared her throat. “Anyway, back to the matter at hand.”

“Did I miss something important?” Robert asked the girls.

“Nope. Lucky you.” Ginny responded.

“Mr. Reid told me everything you guys found on the crime scene and he gave this to me as well.” She opened the desk and pulled out a phone inside a TEB (A transparent plastic and leak-proof bag with a strong adhesive seal) and dropped it on the table.

Robert collected it and immediately recognized it.

“Oh, that’s the phone of the victim. I found it. But Mr. Reid insisted that he hold on to it and give it to you himself since you are the team’s leader.” He stated.

“Yeah.”

“So are we going to go through the victim’s phone?” Ginny asked.

“Yes.” Robert and Emma answered at the same time.

“Isn’t that invasion of privacy?” She queried.

“She is dead, Ginny. And we need to see if there is any evidence we can find on her phone.” Robert explained.

Emma opened the TEB and dragged out the phone, and turned it on.

“Oh, shit.”

“What is it?” Her team asked, giving her a look of worry.

“There is a passcode. We can’t go through her phone without unlocking it first.”

“F**k.” Robert grunted.

“Let me try.” Ginny said and collected the phone from Emma. “1111” It was a wrong pin. She tried another pin but it was also wrong.

“How about her birthday? We could try that.” Robert suggested.

Emma took out the profile of Minty and went through it.

“June 16, 2000.” Emma recited.

“Ginny, try that.”

Ginny put the number ‘2000’ but it didn’t work.

“Wrong.” She announced. “Probably her boyfriend’s birthday?”

“Boyfriend?” Emma went through the profile and shook her head. “There is no information about her boyfriend.”

“Maybe she doesn’t have one.” Ginny sighed.

“Wait, Emma, have you forgotten?” Robert asked.

Emma raised a brow.

“Forgotten what?”

“The night you, Minty, and I were leaving the hospital together. Remember she had a phone call and she left us afterward, seeming super excited about the caller.”

“That’s true.” Emma nodded her head in agreement.

“She might have a boyfriend,” Robert said.

“So because of a phone call, you think she has a boyfriend?” Ginny scoffed. “What if it was her parents calling?”

“She is an orphan.” He reminded.

“Oh, that’s right. Okay, maybe it’s a friend of hers.” Ginny said.

“Anything is possible. Maybe it was her boyfriend or friend. Either way, we need to get her phone unlocked and go through it.”

“If we suspect the killer from Santos Hospital, why do you think her phone has vital information?” Ginny questioned.

“Because Minty was a witness of what happened. She looks like a smart girl and something tells me that there is a video or recording on her phone that could be useful for this case.” Emma answered.

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