Chapter 91

"Ahem." Greg's face instantly flushed red.

"Um, Abigail, can you take that off first?"

"You jerk!" Abigail furiously snatched it off her head and flung it in Greg's face.

Greg was disheartened, and before he could say anything, Abigail had already left in anger.

"Whew, you're so brave, Daddy!"

Alissa patted her chest in relief, and now his eldest daughter no longer seemed so cute to him.

"What were you doing in my bathroom?"

Greg decided that he absolutely must chuck his dirty clothes into the laundry right after taking them off, especially his underwear.

That was too awkward.

Alissa said innocently, "I just wanted to play in your room, but then I saw that you have unwashed clothes, so I decided to wash them for you. But before I could wash them, Mommy came in, so I got startled, and the pants just flew out of my hand onto Mommy's head. I'm innocent, I swear."

What else could Greg say?

They're all such pains.

Greg glanced at Alissa, then took in a deep breath and said, "Stay here and don't move. I'll help your mommy clean up. If you mess around like this again, I'll wallop you."

"Okay."

Alissa was unusually obedient as she sat down quietly. However, as soon as Greg went out, she jumped up as if she had springs attached to her bottom. She ran to the door and peeked out through the crack in the door.

Arianna shook her head and said, "Allie, can't you just sit still?"

"That's none of your business."

Alissa continued peeking, and she saw Greg walking over to Abigail and saying in a low voice, "Let me help."

"It's fine. Just stay out of the way."

Abigail was taking her anger out on him, but Greg, once a hero in his prime, didn't even dare to provoke her.

"I'll fetch you a glass of water, then."

Abigail didn't say anything to that. Hence, Greg walked away like an underling and poured out some water for Abigail.

After taking a sip, Abigail looked at Greg and said, "If you dare leave your dirty underwear overnight next time, I'll wallop you."

"I won't do it again, promise."

Greg coaxed her, but he somehow felt that this was a heartwarming scene. He was the one getting scolded, but he felt as if such interactions only existed between married couples. Therefore, he couldn't help but grin.

Abigail didn't know what he was thinking, of course. After cleaning up the house, she plopped onto the couch, tired out.

Greg hastily ordered the servants to serve the meal, after which Abigail glanced toward the children's rooms, then said in a low voice, "Come out and eat."

Arianna went to the bathroom obediently, but Alissa lingered behind.

"What's up?"

Abigail was still a little annoyed when she saw Alissa.

How ruthless can this child be? How can she throw something so personal on my head? What's up with her?

Alissa bit her lip

"What's going on? I won't

washing her hands, and when she heard

"What!"

Abigail instantly frowned harder.

poop in the toilet, but you suddenly barged in and interrupted me, then you started chasing

grew softer as she spoke, then in the end, she could only look at Abigail pitifully,

in a gentle voice, "It's fine. She's only a child, so it's normal for her to poop her pants. Come here, darling. Daddy will help you with

her pants and help her clean up, then handwash the soiled

"Handwash?"

froze in

always handwash Allie's and Aria's underwear. There

so full of authority, what else

bathroom, then

smell that

secretly crept

Take that!

you get for giving me

Hmph!

Have fun with that.

cleaning up both Alissa and

show his disdain, or

popping her head in and

"I'm on a diet."

but he was crumbling

in a low voice, "Daddy, was it so smelly that you can't

"No, of course not."

voiced

dirty stuff ever since we were born. We're four years old now, but we never saw Mommy saying no

thoughtful gaze at Abigail, who was putting on ointment in

it like for a woman to raise two

that at all. His assistant had reported to him everything Abigail did these few years, but Greg thought that those cold numbers and reports

Abigail, and he also wanted to give her a better environment to live in. However, Abigail was doing quite well these days, so there really wasn't anything he could

I feel

the smell

his room and sat

"Let me help."

looked at him

hands? I really don't want you to apply ointment on me, since

pride was severely

overboard, Abigail,

"No."

the medicine kit and looked at him. "I'm going home now. Take care of the

Greg felt as

getting back home, Abigail received a

didn't agree to the

about it. My reputation isn't so easily harmed by ordinary people. Also, I wasn't the one who

didn't care what happened to Emma at

advantage of me, so she should bear the consequences,

on the bed, still feeling a little itchy on the

that her bed was

fetch her children from Greg's

she realized

Stanley." Abigail swiped to

a little excited. "Abbie, I

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