Not One, But Two!

Chapter 47

This guy doesn't know how to take care of himself at all! Fresh blood was trickling down his back, but Abigail knew that Arianna would definitely find out about her father's injuries if Abigail called Greg to stop walking right then. When Abigail thought about how her daughter might get worried over Greg's injuries, she felt rather uneasy. I spent all these years taking care of my daughter, yet now, it feels like someone is snatching her away from me. It makes me feel hollow inside.

Abigail frowned for a while before she decided to take her jacket off. She threw it over Greg's shoulders. "Hmm?" The faint, pleasant scent of her jacket made Greg freeze for a moment. He turned around to find a woman's jacket hanging from his shoulders, and the corner of his lips twitched at the sight of it. "Did you make a mistake, Dr. Kain? I'm no damsel in distress."

Abigail took Arianna from his arms before speaking to him in a quiet voice. "You're the opposite—you're practically made out of stone. You're like a rock that doesn't bleed." She carried Arianna in her arms and walked off after that. Greg's movements paused for a moment before he understood what she meant. Perhaps my back is bleeding.

All of a sudden, a warm, fuzzy feeling filled his chest. Greg ordered his assistant to prepare a jacket for him before he chased after Abigail. He didn't seem to care what others thought about the women's jacket he was wearing.

For some reason, Arianna felt like there was some tension going on between her parents. No wonder Allie claims that Mom and Dad are always fighting. Sigh! What should I do about this? Why would they decide to reunite if they fight all the time? Arianna was troubled. "Mommy, do you not like Daddy?" Arianna whispered in Abigail's ear.

"Hmm. I don't really like him, I guess." Abigail didn't bother to hide anything. She wasn't worried about hurting her child—she figured that it'd be better to tell Arianna the truth instead of lying to her. However, Abigail softened her tone when she saw Arianna pressing her small lips into a pout.

"Regardless of whether Mommy loves your Daddy or not, our love for you will always be the same," Abigail added.

"That's not what I want," Arianna mumbled.

"What did you say?" Abigail didn't hear her clearly. However, Arianna merely shook her head before giving Abigail a pretentious laugh. What should I do now? Arianna thought. Mommy doesn't like Daddy. Does Daddy not like Mommy too? If they both don't like each other, does that mean that our family will be separated? Arianna's little brain was racing at the speed of light.

Greg didn't know what was going on in Arianna's mind, so he changed the topic after catching up with them. "Let's eat at Swanson Hut. The food there tastes good, and their oil is of better quality."

"How do you know they don't reuse their frying oil?" Abigail simply didn't want to agree with Greg. She didn't use to be that childish, but she was growing increasingly wary of Greg's presence after she found out that her children were fond of him.

Greg could tell that Abigail was being picky on purpose, but he didn't bother to get petty with her. "Because I own Swanson Hut."

"Are you saying that on top of traveling globally, you're also in the food and beverage industry?" Abigail asked.

energy to maintain his good mood in the face of Abigail's odd temperament. He had never been

start fighting. "Mommy prefers eating vegetarian food. Daddy, do you have vegetarian food at the

turned rather sour, but she couldn't bear to let her daughter down. "Let's go, then," Abigail

the store, the cashier hastily prepared a private room for them. Since it was past lunchtime, there weren't a lot of customers in the store. It was relatively

could think about was when she was going to receive her mother's information. However, she knew that she couldn't rush it, and she knew that

she indirectly trying to show

had gastric issues. "Well, you should still eat a little more. Why

like Daddy and Mommy's relationship isn't that bad, after all. The young girl secretly snapped a few pictures for Alissa. 'Allie, do you think Daddy and Mommy will

having lunch with both her mom and dad, she felt extremely jealous. However, she wasn't in the mood to pay much attention to them. 'Don't contact me for a few days. I'm a little busy

was going on after seeing what her sister said. She quickly responded

still worried when she imagined the

to see Arianna frowning and staring at her handphone. "What is it, Arianna? Who are you texting? Why do you look

"I'm—"

their conversation. Arianna froze for a moment before she realized something, while

nose into your daughter's business either," Abigail retorted. Greg nearly choked on his food upon

is?" Abigail muttered. Greg felt the urge to lose his temper whenever Abigail spoke in

clarified his intentions with Arianna. "I wasn't trying to pry, Arianna. I just care about

with a friend, and she's been rather busy recently, so I was reminding her to eat her meals." Arianna beamed as she spoke, but she felt rather uneasy deep down. It feels so bad to lie to Daddy. When will I be able to

I'll listen to Mommy. Arianna felt rather guilty toward Greg, so she pushed one of the delicious-looking cakes in front

but it felt different since it was the first time his daughter was doing it for him. He happily munched on a mouthful of

the sight of his face. Does he have to react so excessively? He makes me feel like an evil witch who's keeping him