The Marriage She Turned into War novel Chapter 127

Abigail's words were firm and left no room for discussion.

It was as if she was the commander, and I was just a subordinate who had no choice but to follow her orders to the letter.

I lowered my head and stayed silent. I knew that her decisions would not be easily swayed.

Her company was indeed a hot commodity in the market, and it meant the world to her. Even if she despised me and wished that I'd die a terrible death, she had no choice but to suppress that hatred for the sake of her company.

That company was just too important to her. It was her parent's lifelong effort and also the thing she protected dearly when faced with the trifecta of losing both parents, having her company divided up, and being betrayed by her boyfriend.

For Abigail, the company was even more important than her life. She would never gamble with its fate.

I realized that divorce was unlikely, but I refused to give up.

For now, however, the best I could do was to keep my distance and avoid letting things spiral out of control.

As long as Abigail's wrath did not involve others, I could endure whatever she threw at me.

During her stay, she answered several phone calls.

Among those calls, I could tell who the caller was for some of them even if I could not see the caller ID. Bits and pieces of her conversation were enough for me to infer the caller's identity—Joshua.

I thought she would leave after taking the calls, but to my surprise, she stayed by my bedside and eventually fell asleep.

Looking at her serene face, I felt a pang of tenderness deep in my heart being stirred.

I still remember the time back in college when I had acute appendicitis.

It was Abigail who rushed me to the hospital in the middle of the night and stayed by my bedside, just as she was doing now.