Not One, But Two!

Chapter 72

"Is something on your mind, Grandma?" Jonathan stared at Valerie innocently.

Valerie couldn't seem to find the words. In a weary voice, she said, "Jonathan, I think I feel a headache coming on. Why don't you go home and come back some other day?"

Jonathan froze, but seeing as he had done what he set out to accomplish today, he didn't have a reason to stay here any longer. "Very well, then, Grandma. Take good care of yourself, and I'll drop by when you feel better."

"Alright." Valerie managed a smile, but there was no warmth in it.

Jonathan stepped out of the Buckley Residence and glanced to the side of it. He knew that Cody's house was right next to Greg's, but because the former had some place else to stay, the house was mainly left vacant. However, Jonathan couldn't help his surprise when he saw that the house was occupied now.

Meanwhile, Abigail decided to get up and walk about to loosen her stiff joints. She gathered the trash to throw it out, and she had only just opened the door when she was greeted by Jonathan, who stood on the doorstep.

Both of them looked at each other with stunned expressions.

Jonathan was the first to demand, questioning, "Are you actually staying here?"

"What, do you have a problem with that?" Abigail countered none-too-kindly.

He wasn't sure if she had made some sort of arrangement with Cody to stay at his place, but he was happy enough to know that she obviously wasn't living together with Greg. "Abigail, there's something I need to tell you."

"I'm not interested." Without sparing him a second glance, she brushed past him with the bag of trash in hand.

He quickly reached for her wrist and pulled her to a stop, then said in hushed tones, "Abbie, I'm here because of Emma."

Abigail snorted. "Bold of you to think that would pique my interest."

"Look, you're all family, aren't you? Regardless of what happened, you should have settled it behind closed doors instead of getting the police involved. Sure, Emma can get a little loopy when it comes to wealth, but she's still your sister, and she doesn't have much money to begin with, so just let her off the hook. The police station isn't exactly the friendliest place for a girl like her, so she must be terrified."

Hearing all this come out of Jonathan's mouth amused Abigail. "Well, aren't you just the most wonderful and selfless boyfriend Emma could ever ask for? But here's the thing: I don't see why I should have to give her my money, and I don't think she has the right to order me to do any surgery. I mean, who does she think she is?" She was starting to think that Emma and Jonathan might actually be each other's true love.

Flinching at Abigail's sharp tone, Jonathan swallowed and argued weakly, "She's still family."

"She's not my family. I stopped seeing her as such the moment she put me through that horrible ordeal five years ago! I won't stop you from coming to your precious girlfriend's defense, Jonathan, but you don't get a say in my decisions, and even if you become the Kains' son-in-law at some point, it won't concern me, either!" With that, she shrugged off his hold forcefully and stormed away.

Not wanting to give up on pleading Emma's case, Jonathan caught up to Abigail and stopped her once more. "Abbie, let's just talk about this, okay? There's a cafe nearby, and we can sit down and talk things out. I remember how much you used to like coffee."

"Yeah, used to being the operative word; I don't like coffee anymore, and I certainly have nothing to say to you. Go back, Young Master Jonathan."

to walk past him after she said this, but he was like a piece of chewing gum on the bottom of her shoe, impossible to get

aren't," she bit out with an air of

flashed in his eyes as he accused through gritted teeth, "So you're completely enamored with my Uncle Greg now, is that it? Have you become so unreasonable

and I

being ostracized for it. Emma had hacked into her computer and wired out money from her account. In any

time on Jonathan, Abigail decided to go

final warning to you, Jonathan: leave me alone! I no longer have anything to do with you or the Kains!" Having spat that out at him, she tightened her

the ground. A begrudging look flashed in his dark eyes as he watched Abigail walk determinedly away from him. He wanted her

infatuation with the same woman. But from the looks of it, Jonathan's feelings for Abigail were one-sided. If

the thought of what Jonathan had told him not

never seen Valerie quite so gloomy and pensive, the butler found himself asking out of concern, "What are you looking at, Old Madam

to give Greg a call. "What's

when he heard his mother's

his girlfriend. What in the world is going on?" Valerie

nephew clinging onto Abigail made him want to retch. "Mom, regardless of what's going on, just know that Jonathan and Abigail aren't together, nor will they ever be. It would be

realized belatedly. There are children involved. As things stand, the children exist, and they are Greg's. Whether Abigail and Jonathan share any history won't matter anymore because they would never work

up and marry Abigail. She's a good woman, and Jonathan won't be the only one pining for her. If you don't act fast, you might find yourself nursing

that, Valerie hung up the

his phone and lit up a cigarette. Jonathan certainly has plenty of free time to get on my nerves. He just

this crossed his mind, he decidedly gave Troy a call. "I need you to look into why Jonathan dropped by my

for him to reply, "Mr. Buckley, apparently Dr. Kain

to see my mother about it, then?" The more Greg thought about it, the angrier he became. Pleading Emma's case? As if! He was only using that as an excuse

had their eyes on Abigail. It was bad enough that Greg had to fend off Hugh, and now he had to watch out for Jonathan as well.

going through an abortion a few months

and one day the fetal activity just stopped

Find a newspaper company

sure what the former was up to, but he

itself. Seeing as the boy had no qualms making up stories for his own benefit, Greg figured that he would simply have to tell the world all about how Emma aborted her

called Zacharias at the police station.

was a little baffled and admittedly nervous to hear the intimidating man's voice on the other line. He never expected Greg to want to intervene in a trivial matter such as this. "Yes, Mr. Buckley. Dr.

Greg bit out in a low voice, "Make Emma cough up the money she took and apologize to Abigail in front of the press. Keep a record of this in her file, too. If she can fulfill both these conditions, then release

asked cautiously, "But

"Let me handle it."