Not One, But Two!

Chapter 87

Abigail could no longer remember why exactly she fell in love with Jonathan. She had a faint impression that he had given her some bread, so that she could fill her tummy after starving for an entire day. That was how she fell in love with the boy, whose face lit up like the sun whenever he smiled.

Now Abigail realized how innocent and simple-minded she was.

She sneered, "I don't know if I like him or not. I was probably blind. Shut up and let me rest."

With that, she closed her eyes straightaway.

Faced with the unwelcome response, Greg decided not to discuss it further with her. He, too, leaned against his seat and shut his eyes for some rest.

The helicopter took off, and Abigail gradually fell asleep. By the time she opened her eyes again, the helicopter had already landed in Harrion.

Greg stretched and moved his head from side to side as he said, "Let's eat at my house. The children are all there."

"Sure."

Abigail did not refuse.

She was extremely exhausted after the surgery, and she wanted more than anything to just lie down and sleep. However, she had to deliver Arianna's medicine, and Alissa's body needed checking as well.

Greg led Abigail out of the helicopter and walked right through the VIP lane. Just then, a huge crowd of journalists appeared out of nowhere, surrounding Greg and Abigail in an instant.

"Mr. Buckley, is this your girlfriend?"

"Mr. Buckley, rumor has it that you always had a girlfriend you grew up with. Have you broken up with her?"

As soon as the questions were asked, Greg knew right away that this was the work of Genevieve.

She dared not admit her relationship with him, but she still wanted to flaunt it in front of Abigail.

A hint of anger flashed across Greg's eyes, but it soon disappeared.

Abigail's eyebrows scrunched up as she looked toward Greg and asked, "What's going on?"

"I'll deal with it."

Greg feared that the journalists would touch Abigail's wound by accident, so he instantly pulled her into his arms. Then, he looked at the journalists and asked viciously, "Which one of you asked me about a girlfriend I grew up with?"

Greg's gaze fell upon the journalist, who immediately felt a chill run down her spine.

"Me," the journalist responded gingerly.

The corners of Greg's mouth lifted slightly.

"So you expect someone to date whoever they grew up with? Has this supposed girlfriend of mine ever announced our relationship by any means?"

His questions made the journalist feel very awkward, for she didn't know how to answer them.

Greg glanced at her name card and said lightly, "As a journalist, you should be reporting only the truth. You have to do research before mentioning things you only heard about, don't you agree?"

The journalist suddenly felt terribly pressured.

She was beginning to regret taking on this task just for money.

"You're right, Mr. Buckley."

"So you'd better go back and start over, lest other people in the media get affected by you."

With that, Greg strode away.

The journalist was left dumbfounded.

What does he mean by 'start over'?

She still couldn't understand at first, but she soon received a call from her company to learn that she had been fired.

Greg didn't say anything about it, and he simply shielded Abigail all the way to the car. He didn't look too pleased when he saw Troy.

"Look something up for me. Which companies did all the journalists today belong to? I want all those companies gone from Harrion by tomorrow morning."

was terribly

she was a little uncomfortable with the man's

probably the

didn't ask any questions, nor did she beg for mercy on behalf of those people. Since they had chosen to earn money

was still on her shoulder. Even the faint cigarette smell on him

and coughed as she said,

Lend me

that, Greg placed his head against her as

involuntarily skipped a few

"Hey, watch yourself."

up, so can't you be more compassionate? We've slept together before,

the best ways to

Abigail gritted her teeth.

she knew five years ago that she would be sleeping

kept mentioning that incident, as if she should be honored to

her hand and placed

ever

What does this mean?

flirting with

she have

the driver to

feel his blood boiling in his

lightly as she said, "No,

was still on her face as her fingers changed

Greg's heart raced.

Oh f*ck!

This is too daring!

prefers it like

to avoid her, but they

why did you pinch

the inside of

It hurts like hell!

retracted her hand and said nonchalantly, "Weren't you looking forward to it

to slap this woman

think I was looking forward

was looking forward

was thinking, and he was instantly

more and more often recently, and it

like he was at a disadvantage, but he couldn't possibly tell anyone about it.

"What are you doing?"

warily, ready to kick him away if he did anything

checking if there's

shamelessly took off his pants

face immediately turned bright red, all the

she really had to hand

averted her

blue, so he gritted his teeth and said, "Abigail, if you dare

"What?"

rolled her eyes at

Greg was instantly brooding.

because she was a woman, and he also couldn't sleep with her, since they weren't in a

Damn it!

I end up cornering

said furiously, "I'll slap

Abigail instantly laughed.

can

that Greg

if fireworks had bloomed inside him, and he couldn't help gazing at

herself didn't know that she had a dimple that was faintly visible when she laughed. She did

you don't put

underwear in the