100 Days to Seduce the Devil

Day Twenty Four…

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Abigail traced her steps towards Nathan, closing their gaps. Upon reaching his spot, she kneeled and tapped his shoulder, trying to wake him up.

"Nate, wake up! Wake up."

Abigail could smell the whiskey. Nathan had a few drinks… or rather he was totally drunk.

Nathan slowly opened his eyes but he only glanced at her with a blank expression.

"Can you stand up?" Abigail asked him, pursing her lips. She hated to see him like this. He looked wasted.

Nathan didn't respond and just pushed her away. "Who are you? Just leave me alone… Argh~" Nathan groaned when his bleeding fist hit the cold wall.

"Tsk Tsk. What a stubborn man." Abigail clicked her tongue before putting his hand around her neck and pulling him up.

"Let's go to your room. I'll treat you there." There was no way she would treat his wound in this very chaotic environment.

At this moment, Nathan didn't resist as he just followed Abigail. He wasn't walking straight so he was definitely drunk. He staggered on his steps several times, fortunately, Abigail was there to guide him.

Nathan's mind was wandering off somewhere and he felt numb deep inside his heart. It seemed that taking away his opportunity to get his revenge against Phantomflake was like he had lost himself.

Abigail just shook her head helplessly, pitying Nathan. 'Damn this man! He is so naive in love. He is madly in love with Monica. What if that woman cheated on him? How would he take it?'

Abigail let him sit on his bed while she looked for the first aid kit. If Nathan's wound wouldn't get treated, it might get infected.

When Abigail returned Nathan was now leaning on the headrest of the bed with his eyes closed. She put the first aid kit on the bedside table and went inside his bathroom.

The moment she came back Abigail was already holding a bowl of clean warm water along with a clean white towel.

She sat next to him, on the edge of his bed, beside the bedside table. Abigail sighed deeply. She didn't utter a word. She just grabbed his hand and picked up the tweezers.

She had to remove the shards buried in his skin before cleaning his wound with clean water. Abigail made sure to sterilize the tweezers with alcohol first.

Abigail began pulling the shards out one by one. Nathan's eyebrow furrowed as an indicator that he could feel the stinging pain.

'Hmm. You deserve it. Who told you to break those glasses and punch them?' Abigail was scolding Nathan in her mind.

Abigail was so immersed in pulling out the shards that she failed to notice that Nathan opened his eyes once again. He was now staring at her intently, watching her every move and her facial expression.

Nathan could see that Abigail was upset about something but the hint of concern was also evident on her face. She was very gentle in pulling out the shards so that Nathan wouldn't feel the discomfort.

For some unknown reason, Nathan felt touched by her action. 'When is the last time… I feel someone taking care of me… like this?' Nathan asked himself, his eyes fell on his hand which was being treated by Abigail.

She was now cleaning his wound with clean water, gently wiping his skin with the clean towel. When Abigail was about to raise her head to look at him, Nathan closed his eyes, and pretended to be asleep. He didn't want to get caught staring at her.

"Sigh! This man… can get too emotional at times." Abigail complained, taking another deep sigh. "Don't you know how to control your anger? You should have punched them and beaten your useless subordinates, instead of hurting yourself." Abigail lectured him even though she didn't know if Nathan could hear her.

Abigail began blowing some air on his wound. She stopped midway just staring at Nathan. The man she was treating right now was SizzlingAugust08… her old friend.

'Is this the reason why I feel sad for him even though he is my enemy? Is my heart aching like this just because I found out he is my old friend whom I thought I could never see again?' Abigail pondered to herself. She was now being swayed. She was supposed to hate this man. But why was she having a soft spot for him?

Abigail shook her head, pushing those thoughts to the back of her mind. She began wrapping his fist with a bandage. When she was done with his right hand, Abigail grabbed Nathan's left hand.

Abigail didn't notice but Nathan's lips twitched, forming a faint smile. He felt comforted by her little gesture. He had to admit that he lost control of himself, letting his rage consume him. But now, he finally calmed down.

Abigail stopped talking and she just focused on treating Nathan's wound. Nathan opened his eyes once more to take a peek at Abigail. Nathan was taken aback when he saw her tearing up.

'Huh? Why is she crying?' Nathan asked himself inwardly. He was staring at her with a puzzled look in his eyes.

Abigail couldn't stop herself. Her tears suddenly fell from the corners of her eyes since she was reminded of those moments she shared with SizzlingAugust08.

Who would have thought she would meet him in these circumstances? The two of them were so close. She never expected that they would end up hurting each other. What a cruel fate they had!

She killed his beloved woman and Nathan killed her family– (her fellow assassins). If she had known this, she would never have accepted that mission.

'This would have been a happy reunion between Nathan and me… But now… it's impossible.' Abigail lowered her head and bit her lips, trying to suppress her sobs. She didn't want to cry in front of Nathan but the heaviness in her heart was so hard to ignore. She felt like her heart was going to burst right at this moment.

Before she knew it, Nathan's right hand moved, lifting her chin. Abigail was surprised to see a pair of blue eyes looking intently at her. Nathan slowly lowered his head until his lips touched her lips, sealing them with a kiss.

Abigail: "0_0"