Chapter 69

"What is it? Do you have something to say?" Abigail asked, not giving him any chance to back down.

Stanley paused for a moment, and he bit his lip. "Abbie, I know this might sound harsh, especially coming from me, but I'm doing it for your own good. You think of me as your uncle, so before you find your mother, I am in charge of looking after you."

Abigail wouldn't listen to this tripe in the past, but since Stanley did give her the portrait of her mother, she was patient. "Say what you have to say, uncle."

Stanley looked at her and hesitated for a while. "Who is Greg to you?"

Abigail paused for a moment, then she realized what was going on. "We're friends. Nothing more, nothing less. Don't worry about it, uncle." Abigail felt her heart aching once she said that, but she ignored it.

Stanley heaved a sigh of relief. "Good. Abbie, you're a great woman. You can get any kind of boyfriend you want. Greg is a great friend, but that's it. He's taken. The case with your mother and her sister was a… scandalous one, so to speak. I don't want anyone to think of you as a homewrecker, alright?"

Stanley was being roundabout enough, but Abigail still felt embarrassed. So everyone thinks I'm Greg's mistress? Abigail clenched her fists. "Don't worry. I don't have romantic feelings for him."

If it weren't for the kids, she wouldn't have had any further interactions with Greg. But even so, are people still taking it the wrong way? She looked away.

Stanley sighed. Poor girl. "I know a few great guys. Do you want me to introduce them to you?"

"It's fine, uncle. I have a boyfriend."

Stanley was surprised that she would say that.

When he was about to ask further questions, Abigail's phone rang. She looked at it. It was from Hugh, so she took it in front of Stanley. "Miss me?"

again. It's her alright. Did

covered her phone. "Sorry,

anything." Stanley left happily. Looks like

after he left.

sudden change in attitude stunned Hugh once more. What is with her? She keeps changing her attitude. "Are you

can say is she's fine. Don't worry about her. Just

it wasn't for the fact she had to stop Stanley from being a matchmaker. But after she hung up, she felt

connecting them save for two kids. A homewrecker was not a good

her clothes off so she could put some salve on her wound. The salve was cold, and it stung her when she put it over her

never wanted to be one. Nobody could protect her and she had two young kids to provide for, so she didn't have a

someone rang the doorbell. She packed her things up and reached the foyer before she could wear

change your wound dressing." Greg looked at

I'm a woman. I don't think this kind of skinship is fine. I'm a doctor, so thanks but no thanks. Go back, Greg." Her face was white because

she made lunch, so what is going on? Why is she regressing? "Open up. You got hurt because

took that stab. We're even. Just go home.

in a day? Is she a schizo? He frowned. He really wanted to leave, but then he thought, She gave birth to my kids, and now she's hurt. He placed the medical kit outside the door before he

a fitful sleep. She woke up from the pain and looked at the time, and she realized that she had only slept for half an hour. She was about to keep sleeping, but her phone beeped. It

noisy in the background. Perhaps she was in

did you accept a

herself, and Alissa was still shocked from the ordeal. She would never have accepted a surgery case at a time

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