Not One, But Two!

Chapter 94

Chapter 94

Abigail's brows knitted together as she flipped on her side. Greg's breath hitched as he quickly silenced his phone and tip-toed out of the bedroom.

He wasn't even sure why he cared about Abigail's feelings so much or the quality of her sleep, for that matter.

When he was in the hallway outside the bedroom, he called the person back and asked in hushed tones, "What is it?"

The other person on the line was Troy, and there was an urgency in his tone as he said, "Mr. Buckley, something happened at the company."

"I'll be right over."

Greg was somewhat conflicted after he hung up the call, for he had promised Abigail that he would make her breakfast, but as things stand…

He had no choice but to wake the servants and emphasize that they should not disturb Abigail. Then, he hastily put on a change of clothes and made his way over to the company.

Greg was already long gone by the time Abigail woke up. Even the kids had finished their breakfast and were playing in their room. Groggily, she glanced at the time and saw that it was nearly noon.

She felt rejuvenated after catching up on sleep. She got out of bed and washed up, then went into the living room.

Upon seeing that she had woken up, the butler immediately served her food. "Dr. Kain, Mr. Buckley went to the company to handle an emergency. Here, have some breakfast."

"Thank you," Abigail replied. She didn't actually plan on having breakfast. It was already 10.30AM, and she might as well wait until lunchtime. However, seeing as the butler had served her food, she would feel bad if she refused to eat. More to the point, she was a little hungry.

Presently, she pulled up a seat at the dining table, and she had only taken a few mouthfuls of food when she saw Alissa walking in.

"Mommy, can I have some money, please?"

"What's the money for?" Abigail wasn't one to indulge in her children's whims and demands. She was, by definition, a strict mother.

Alissa said quietly, "I want to get a pair of new boxing gloves."

"How much are they?"

"Three hundred."

Abigail slipped out the banknotes from her pocket, counted three hundred in cash, and handed them to Alissa. "Money doesn't grow on trees, so try to avoid loose spending habits."

"Got it," Alissa said as she giggled and walked away with the money.

As she watched her daughter leave, Abigail couldn't help her relief. She remembered how frightened she had been when she saw Alissa bleeding profusely.

she was done with breakfast, the butler came over to

it was appropriate for her to stay

car not too long ago, and she wondered how the girl was coping at the hospital. It

mind, Abigail rose and went back to her own place, then threw on casual wear before she drove over to the

ward as per Greg's solemn instructions. Abigail showed up with a bag

entered her room and

a warm smile as she set

the book and saw that it was a volume on financial management. "You need to rest up. You can always read after you recover from

anyway. I figured I could use this chance to go through the subject so that I can better prepare myself when I go job hunting—after I'm released from

cursorily and noticed that there were neither fruits nor flowers around, which meant no one had visited the girl thus far. "Didn't you tell your friends or your

accident and being hospitalized isn't exactly an accomplishment. Besides, I didn't want to

praiseworthy notion on Anastasia's part. "Where's the caretaker I

perfectly fine on my own. I

like a good kid. She smiled and

fresh out of college, so I don't think I'm qualified to be selective in the companies I apply to. I'd be grateful enough if any of them would schedule me for interviews. Regardless of the company I eventually end up working for, I'll try to stick

that seemed to characterize most of her generation. Instead, she analyzed things and kept a cool

of being a surgeon. She had no friends in Harrion, and all that greeted her return after she disappeared for five years were rancid memories. As things were, she really

friendly, and she teased a little mischievously, "Where's

snapped out of her daze and gaped at the

hottie who came with you the last

him. He's not

the look in his eyes that

Greg? Cares deeply for me? As if! "No, you've got it

looking as if she thought their dynamics were

first place. Ah, forget it.

conversed for a

left. She wasn't particularly hungry, what with her late breakfast. She was planning to take a nap when she got home, but she never expected to run into Sasha

walk away from

out a shrill cry, she lunged toward Abigail like

instantly noticed how swollen Emma's

she extended her

oncoming attack. But Emma was on a roll, for after she missed the first time, she spun on her heels and lunged at her once

on Abigail's nerves. She deftly grabbed Emma's wrist before the girl's nails could

to tremble angrily. "What am I doing? How about you? Do you call yourself a human? I'm your sister, whether you like it or not, but you still went ahead and

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