CEO Leo’s Baby Mama Is Back

Chapter 87 The Arrest

MILLER’S HOME, LOS ANGELES.

“Do you really have to go?” Abigail asked Harold as he had his traveling bag in his hand ready to leave.

Harold snorted. “You told me yourself that I need to go get a job and have a life. Why then are you against me leaving now?”

She huffed. “As hard as it is for me to admit, I am going to feel so lonely here. Dad is nowhere to be found and there is you leaving for only God knows where.”

He chuckled ruffling her head, “You have some good cash with you, call your friends to come around. I am sure dad would be back soon. I really need to leave now before I miss my flight.”

Pouting her lips, she leaned into him for a hug hiding her teary eyes. “Let me know when you get there. Do take care of yourself.”

“I’m amused to see you act so mushy towards me. It’s nice to see.” Harold teased.

Abigail rolled her eyes. “Just go, your taxi is waiting.”

She didn’t bother to follow him outside to avoid crying shamelessly. The past few days has been quite nice with Harold. The both of them bonded over the money they got from teaching Darby a well deserved lesson. Even though the posts was brought down by night. She was delighted to have been able to cart away with that much money.

Throwing herself into the couch, Abigail grinned to herself. She might probably take a road trip out of LA and have fun. Take a break from the stress of college and the battering she had endured from Darby. She couldn’t deny the fact that messing with Darby earned her more than she would have ever imagined. It brought a wholesome smile to her face.

Someone knocked on the door and she thought it was Harold, he probably forgot something. Standing up quickly she opened the door and was shocked to see her mother instead. Abigail rolled her eyes as she folded her arms.

“The prodigal mum has finally return-” A slap landed on her face that had her stumbling to the back. She held her face with tears rolling down her eyes uncontrollably.

“You fool!” Emma bellowed walking into the house pushing the door close half way.

Still holding her face, Abigail gasped in tears. “What did I do wrong?”

“Are you asking me that question? You have done every single thing wrong, Abigail! What exactly is your problem?”

“Don’t ask me!” She flared. “You are the one who left home without a word and you come here with your shoulders raised and dare lay that filthy hand on me? Who the hell do you think you are?”This text is property of Nô/velD/rama.Org.

“I’m your mother and I have every right to do whatever I want with you. What exactly did Darby do to you? You hate her so much and have harbored too detest towards her. The question exactly is what did she do to you? You never lacked anything and she lacked plenty of it. But you are the one who keeps going on a full attack.”

“That is because a child born out of wedlock doesn’t deserve any kind of happiness.” She screamed.

“And you think you do? You selfish ingrate! I see what is wrong with you. Because you don’t have anything to offer like Darby you think it’s okay to ruin everything she has worked for. I heard you got money from them just to ruin your sister. How low can you go, Abigail?”

Wiping at the tears that rolled down her eyes, Abigail scoffed in distaste. “I don’t care! I will go as low as I can if it would bring Darby to ruins. I just hate her. I hate her entire being.”

Hot tears laced Emma’s face as she saw the darkness in Abigail’s eyes. Guilt tugged at her heart as she feels responsible for the unequal affection between both of her daughters. She never should have lived irresponsibly like that. Things wouldn’t have gotten out of hand. Darby has been going through an unspoken pain for the past few days since the untrue story of her child’s paternity came out. Even though a press conference has been held to prove Leo is the real father of Sinclair. Darby still isn’t happy, because her dignity had been dragged through the mud twice by the same person.

“You will regret this.” She growled.

Letting out a snort, she kissed her teeth. “I won’t regret anything and if I have to do it again. I wouldn’t hesitate to take my chances and have her dealt with mercilessly.”

Emma was still reeling on the right response to give her when the door opened abruptly revealing some police men at the entrance.

“Is this Miss Abigail Miller’s home?” One of them inquired.

Abigail gulped at their sight. “Why are you in my house?”

“You are under arrest for defamation of character concerning Miss Darby Miller and Mr. Leo Robin.” The man replied.

Fear gripped Abigail but she tried to act tough. “Where is your warrant?” Someone brought it out and showed her. They didn’t let her get the chance to say something else before cuffing her and leading her outside. “Get off me. Let me go!” Abigail protested as they whisked her away.

Emma stood rigidly and confused, watching the police pull her daughter away and being unable to help made her feel useless. Even though Abigail is clearly guilty of all charges, it’s still not comforting to watch. Wiping off the tears that keep rolling down her eyes, Emma walked out of the house as she wonders how happiness would ever find her if her life is in an entire mess as it stands.

Feeling her insides shatter to pieces she flagged down a taxi to take her to the hospital. Anthony had told her about Leo’s discovery on who had given a fake anonymous tip about Darby. Even though she had suspected Abigail, she hoped she wouldn’t be the one for the sake of her sanity. But her wish didn’t come true. And it hurt her too much. Emma couldn’t hold herself back and had taken a taxi to the house to vent out her anger. Hitting Abigail didn’t seem to calm her down either. It only made her feel like an awful mother.

Her phone rang calling her attention, answering the phone, she sniffed into the receiver. ‘Hey.’

Anthony cleared his throat at the other end. ‘I just wanted to ask how you are doing. You left the office abruptly, it got me worried.’

‘I’m sorry, Anthony. I just had to leave there, but I am on my way now.’ She replied sounding faint.

‘You should take your time if there is a need to. You can come around tomorrow if you can.’

‘Not at all, Anthony. I have taken took much leverage as it stands. I am almost at the hospital. Thank you so much.’

‘Alright, dear. Do take care.’ He said, hanging up.

Putting the phone back in her bag, she didn’t stop the tears this time and cried her eyes out.