Chapter 148 Targeted The Wrong Person

Day Fourteen…

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"Abi? Miss Abi? What is that sound? Are you okay?" Aiden's voice could be heard from the phone.

Aiden heard Abigail's grunt from the other line followed by a loud thud. It seemed that something was happening in her hotel room.

Nathan and Stephen who were talking about the investigation turned in Aiden's direction as soon as they heard him mentioning Abigail's name.

Nathan: "What's wrong?"

Stephen: "Is that Abigail on the phone?"

Both men had a curious look on their faces. Aiden shrugged his shoulders as he put his phone on loudspeaker mode.

*CRASH!*

Another loud crash was heard. It was the sound of glass breaking. The three men exchanged glances with one another.

"Abi?! Miss Abi? What is happening there?" Aiden asked her again.

But Abigail didn't respond. They could only hear another loud crash followed by a groan. That was a man's voice!

"Where is Abigail?!" Nathan's expression became chilly as he asked Aiden.

"Ramenx Crowne Hotel…" Aiden responded, still flustered.

"Is she alone?" Nathan asked him again.

"Y-Yes… Kathleen hadn't returned yet." Aiden stuttered as Nathan's gaze was so cold and frightening.

"Don't tell me… Abigail is being attacked right now!" Aiden blurted out in realization.

"We should go to her before it becomes too late!" Stephen also spoke up, grabbing his car key inside his coat.

Aiden nodded his head, still holding the phone and listening to the sound from the other line.

The two were about to leave the room but stopped the moment they saw Nathan getting off his bed and removing his IV drip.

"Hey, where do you think you are going?!" Both Aiden and Stephen asked him in unison. There was a look of disbelief in their eyes.

"I'm coming with you," Nathan replied matter-of-factly, snatching Stephen's coat and wearing his slippers. Nathan had no time to change.

"You must stay here. You had just undergone surgery last night. Your wound might open up." Stephen blocked him.

Aiden just stared at Nathan with bafflement and disbelief. Why was he acting so recklessly?

Nathan just ignored Stephen's advice. He stepped to the other side, avoiding Stephen.

"Nate!" Stephen called him out.

"Hey, Nate. Just stay here. Stephen and I can check on her." Aiden also spoke out to convince Nathan to stay. However, their words just fell on deaf ears.

"Abigail is my responsibility. I must go!" Nathan sternly said, his face grew hard with a cold and dark expression.

"Ethan will never forgive me if something bad happens to her," he added.

Aiden and Stephen failed to stop him. They could only sigh in defeat as they followed Nathan.

'This guy… he pretended that he didn't care about her… but look at him now. He is rushing to see her, despite his injury.' Stephen thought to himself as he watched Nathan's back.

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Meanwhile, in Ramenx Crowne Hotel Suite Number 505, two people were fighting each other. Some blood splattered on the floor. Abigail's arm was still bleeding.

With her good reflex, she raised her hand that was holding the phone used to block the attacker's knife. He was aiming at her face a while ago. If she didn't react quickly, he would have stabbed her right eye.

Because of that attack, Abigail accidentally dropped her phone on the floor. With her left hand, she slammed the door, crushing his arm between the door and the door frame.

"Argh!" The man groaned as his hand got stuck and crushed by the door thus dropping his weapon.

He was caught off guard by Abigail's agility. He didn't expect her to fight back. He thought she was a fragile woman who would easily get scared by this kind of attack.

She should be panicking by now or shouting for help. But the look in her eyes was cold and threatening. There was no hint of fear at all. Her sharp gaze even sent shivers down his spine.

"Who sent you?" Abigail asked him with her stern cold voice.

The attacker didn't say a word. He charged forward, throwing punches as he aimed for her stomach and face. But Abigail surprisingly moved quickly with smooth footwork. She stepped back, dodging his attack.

When the man finally entered her room, Abigail turned to the side and kicked the door, closing it. She reached out and locked the door, not allowing her attacker to escape.

Her action gained a puzzled look from her attacker. She was acting so weird. A normal person would go to the door to run away. But she did the opposite. Instead of running away, she even closed the door and locked it.

'Hahaha, this woman is crazy… or a pretty dumb!' The man murmured, laughing inwardly. He didn't notice the deadly look coming from Abigail.

He was still rejoicing thinking that he encountered a dumb and an easy target when he received a hard kick from Abigail. He didn't see it coming. His body was thrown away to the nearest coffee table with a vase on top of it.

Crash!

The vase got broken instantly after falling to the ground.

"Aargh!" Another groan escaped his mouth as his back and waist hit the hard coffee table.

Abigail gave him a smug smile. She felt excited as she was able to use her combat skills once more. Her soul was adapting easily to this new body. Between them, she appeared to be the predator and her attacker was her perfect prey.

The man stood up and spat some blood. He was still flabbergasted by the strength of this woman. 'Who is she? She can fight! It was my mistake for underestimating her. Now, I have to be serious now while fighting her!'

The man made another attempt to attack Abigail. Closing his fists tightly, the man threw more punches, matching them with a few kicks.

Abigail just shook her head, looking down at her opponent. He was no match for her. She could easily knock him down by striking his vital point.

She continued dodging and blocking his attacks using her hands and legs as well. When she found an opening, Abigail struck back by hitting the back of his neck using the side of her right palm.

Thud!

The man instantly lost consciousness as he fell to the floor.

"Tsk Tsk Tsk… you targeted the wrong person." Abigail clicked her tongue as she gave him one last kick at his stomach.