I never would’ve imagined that for Logan’s sake, she actually dared to move against me.
Outnumbered and powerless, I was taken by force to a villa.
The first thing I saw was a large photo of Abigail and Logan hanging on the wall.
A chill spread through my chest.
All this time, Abigail claimed she preferred to live low-key, insisting we stay in an ordinary apartment complex.
Yet she’d given Logan an entire villa.
So, this was her version of “keeping it discreet.”
Hiding a younger man in a golden cage—how impressive. Truly impressive.
Soon after, Abigail walked downstairs arm in arm with Logan, looking every bit like the lady and master of the house.
Especially Logan.
He was wearing a wig now, dressed in a perfectly tailored custom suit. When he looked at me, the corner of his mouth lifted in open mockery.
“Harrison,” Abigail said coldly. “People online say that smooth seas never made a skilled sailor, and that a man earns his backbone the hard way. So, you’ll have to pay the price for hurting Logan.”
Her beautiful eyes locked onto mine, filled with anger.
“What?” I narrowed my eyes. “You’re going to lay hands on me? Have you forgotten what family I came from? Or where your status today came from?”
Abigail fell silent.
Seeing this, Logan quickly fanned the flames. “Abigail, he’s mocking you. He’s saying you’re just a pretty vase, that without him, you’re nothing. Not even as good as a stray dog on the street.”
Those words struck their mark.
Abigail clenched her fists and said to me, “Back then, you dared to stand against your entire family for me. You used every resource you had to get a top medical master to take me in as a disciple. You stayed abroad with me for two years. You’re also the one who opened this hospital for me. But that was all in the past.”
As she spoke, she hooked her arm through Logan’s and walked forward.
At the same time, several bodyguards forced me to the ground.
One of them even stepped hard on my face.
“Abigail! Have you forgotten the promise you once made?!” I glared at her, teeth clenched in fury.
Her steps halted.
Slowly, she turned back, a complicated light flickering in her eyes.
That rainy night, I had torn ties with my family.
She ran toward me through the rain and swore to the heavens, “Harrison, even if we face blades and seas of fire in the future, I’ll stand in front of you. I won’t allow anyone to hurt you. Otherwise, may I die a horrible death.”