Not One, But Two!

Chapter 76

"Are you out of your damn mind, Greg?" Abigail muttered through gritted teeth as she glowered at the man at the customer service counter balefully. She didn't consider herself to have a short fuse, but ever since she met Greg, she was almost always tempestuous. Right now, she was on the verge of running over and smacking him upside in the head.

Greg seemed perfectly at ease as he pointed at Abigail and announced to the eager-looking crowd, "That there is my wife! Those of you in line before her, hink about my offer carefully. We're really in a rush right now, so if you leave and let her move up the line, then you'll get five hundred in cold, hard cash!"

"Me, me, me!" None of the customers waiting in line before Abigail hesitated to take up the offer, and they immediately left the queue to claim their reward like a murder of crows.

The ones who dropped by the supermarket were average working folks or nannies who worked for blue-blood families. Five hundred in cash was more than enough to cover their groceries for the day.

As expected, Abigail ended up being the first in line to checkout.

Greg sauntered up to her with a devilish smile. "Come on, pay up and leave."

She shot him a murderous look and said huffily, "You're insane!" She proceeded to check out the groceries in her basket while he called someone to bring cash over to fulfill his promise to the ten customers who had given up their spots at the counter.

When Abigail had bagged up her things, she walked out of the supermarket with Greg in tow.

She cast a sidelong glance at his empty hands, which were shoved into the pockets of his pants. Then, she looked at the grocery carrier bag she was holding. It seemed as if he had no intention of helping her at all, so she shoved the bag unceremoniously into his arms. "Next time you go shopping with a woman, make sure you offer to carry her bag. That's the mark of a gentleman."

Surprised by the bag thrown his way, he quickly caught it. Frowning, he asked, "I thought women were into bad boys."

"That's an outdated notion; most women are into gentlemen now who take impeccable care of them. Gentlemen, got it?"

"Not at all."

"And that's why you're a jerk," Abigail threw the words coldly over her shoulder as she walked away from him.

Greg didn't like the fact that he had just been called a jerk for no reason. His brows drew together, but he couldn't make a retort. The carrier bag she had thrown to him was also surprisingly heavy.

Considering that she was the mother of his daughters, he decided to let her win. Swallowing his frustration, he followed her to the parking lot and found his car, then placed the supermarket haul into the trunk. After that, he drove her to the hospital.

He knew that Abigail would not rest easy until she saw the girl from the accident pull through without a hitch.

It wasn't until they had pulled up outside the hospital that Abigail realized she didn't have her phone with her. I must have left it in the car back at the crash scene. She turned around and extended an arm toward Greg, saying, "Lend me money."

He tossed his wallet to her and said nonchalantly, "There's a bank card in there, and the pin is 105666. Just swipe it; I don't have cash with me at the moment."

She was just about to ask him to transfer her the money instead when she remembered that she didn't have her phone. As such, she opened his wallet to take out the card, only to see a woman's headshot in one of the dockets.

The woman had a sweet and delicate look about her that distinguished her from Abigail. She's obviously someone raised with a silver spoon in her mouth. The thought of this gutted Abigail for some reason, and she turned to ask Greg casually, "Is this your girlfriend?"

kept Genevieve's picture in his wallet. The picture was taken during

Sometimes, habits could kill.

did not respond, Abigail took his silence for admission. "She's pretty," she commented, though there was

known for a while now that he had a girlfriend, and she was also acutely aware that nothing could ever

mind, she squared her shoulders

back later." Then, she stepped out

phone from the nearby store and a phone card. Then, having committed her bank card details to memory, she keyed

through the hospital doors. He

time Abigail showed up at the hospital, the surgery for the girl had already wrapped up. The procedure went well, and she was promptly sent to

put up in the VIP intensive care unit, and she was still unconscious when Abigail dropped in

to do even if she were to go home, Abigail decidedly asked for an extra bed to be set up in the room and

across her chest, and she knew her wound was in its healing stages. She asked for antiseptic from the nurse and

hours later, and she was startled to see that she was in

awake? I'm Abigail. We got into

The girl nodded weakly.

bills have all been accounted for, so just recuperate in peace. You can come to me for anything at all, and I'll try

I was in such a rush that I dashed

All you have to do now is focus on getting better before we talk about anything else. I'll get you

a toll on her if she

do you need

pay. I'll pay you back for the medical fees and whatnot. After all, you weren't entirely in the wrong in the

By the looks of

you

"Financial management."

better. Now, get some rest. Is there anything you

bag of food. "Karen made chicken soup and other food as well. I was thinking the girl might be

him in surprise, then asked, "Did your company close down

found her absolutely infuriating at times, as if she wasn't capable of holding up a

must have closed down for good. Otherwise, you

would skip out on your meals when you're left alone. I wouldn't be here if it

laughed and asked,

no time in refuting this. "As if

gave Abigail a long, hard look. Then, he broke eye contact and turned to hand the bag of food to Anastasia. "Here you go, young lady. Eat up and get better soon. Don't be shy

as she took the

"Come on, the girls are waiting to