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?

her lip as she

on? I won't spank

heard Abigail talking, she said calmly, "Mommy, Allie pooped her

"What!"

Abigail instantly frowned harder.

my fault. I was going to poop in the toilet, but you suddenly barged in and interrupted me, then you started chasing me, so I couldn't hold it

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

child, so it's normal for her to poop her pants. Come here, darling. Daddy will help you with that. Let's

said nonchalantly, "Change her pants and help her clean

"Handwash?"

froze in an

Aria's underwear. There are germs in the washing machine,

Abigail's words so full of authority, what else

submissively took Alissa to the bathroom, then Abigail

so choked with the smell that he couldn't eat anything

secretly crept onto

Take that!

what you get for giving

Hmph!

Have fun with that.

what Abigail was thinking. After cleaning up

his disdain, or

in and asking, "Daddy, aren't

"I'm on a diet."

but

looked at Greg. She said in a low voice,

"No, of course not."

hastily voiced his

taking care of the dirty stuff ever since we were born. We're four years old now,

but then he sent a thoughtful gaze at Abigail, who

like for a woman to raise two children all on her

at all. His assistant had reported to him everything Abigail did these few years, but Greg thought that those cold numbers and reports couldn't express

live in. However, Abigail

I feel

think the smell was that

of his room

"Let me help."

at

hands? I really don't want you to apply

was severely

Abigail, you know

"No."

kit and looked at him. "I'm going home now.

she left cold-heartedly, and Greg felt as if he

getting back home, Abigail received a call

she didn't agree to the operation. Mr. Milburn might make a move

it. Don't worry about it. My reputation isn't so easily harmed by ordinary people. Also, I wasn't the one who agreed to the operation, so we're not

didn't care what happened to Emma at

me, so she should bear the

bed, still feeling a little itchy

bed was especially large today, and she felt terribly

fetch her children from Greg's place. At least the

her phone rang. With a glance, she

swiped to

a little excited. "Abbie, I think

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