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

whole ordeal, for she was a little uncomfortable

probably

questions, nor did she beg for mercy on behalf of those people. Since they had

that Abigail realized that Greg's hand was still on her shoulder. Even the

as she said, "Shouldn't

Lend me

that, Greg placed his head

skipped a

"Hey, watch yourself."

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

the best ways

Abigail gritted her teeth.

years ago that she would be sleeping with such a jerk, she would definitely control herself

as if she should be honored

reached out her hand and placed it

ever so

What does this mean?

she flirting

does she have other

should I get the driver to

feel his blood boiling in

smiled lightly as she said, "No, it's

still on her face as her fingers changed direction and reached in between

Greg's heart raced.

Oh f*ck!

This is too daring!

she prefers it

in pain. He subconsciously moved to avoid her, but they were in a car with limited space, so he hit

did you

pinching the inside of my

It hurts like hell!

nonchalantly, "Weren't you looking forward

really wanted to

I was looking forward to

was looking

realized what he was thinking, and he

desiring Abigail more and more

he couldn't possibly tell anyone about it. He huffed and sat

"What are you doing?"

him warily, ready to kick him away if he did

if there's a

his pants

immediately turned bright red, all the

terms of shamelessness, she really had to hand it

hastily averted her

turning black and blue, so he gritted his teeth and said, "Abigail, if

"What?"

her eyes at

Greg was instantly brooding.

because she was a woman, and he

Damn it!

I end up cornering myself to

"I'll slap myself to

Abigail instantly laughed.

can

admit that Greg had pleased her very

Greg saw her laugh, he felt as if fireworks had bloomed

herself didn't know that she had a dimple that was faintly visible when she

"If you don't put your pants back

that he was wearing only his underwear in the car, so he suddenly had the urge to