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.

done with breakfast, the

didn't think it was appropriate for her to stay here any longer. Just as she was leaving,

she wondered how the

back to her own place, then threw on casual wear before she drove

at the VIP ward as per Greg's

her room and

Anastasia flashed her a warm smile as she set her

it was a volume on financial management. "You need to rest up. You can always read after you recover

and explained, "It's fine; I have nothing much to do anyway. I figured I could use this chance to go through the subject so that

nor flowers around, which meant no one had visited the girl thus far. "Didn't you tell

an accomplishment. Besides, I didn't want to trouble them; I don't

Abigail thought, was a rather praiseworthy notion on Anastasia's part. "Where's the

on hiring a caretaker. I'm perfectly fine on my own. I feel bad enough that you have

She smiled and

of them would schedule me for interviews. Regardless

ambitions that seemed to characterize most of her generation. Instead, she analyzed things and kept a cool head, then took one step at a time to attain her goals. This

how much free time she had outside of being a surgeon. She had no friends in Harrion, and all that greeted her return after she disappeared

rather friendly, and she teased a

what?" Abigail snapped out of her daze and gaped at

meant the hottie who came with you the

him. He's not my

can tell from the look in his eyes that he

Cares deeply for me? As if! "No, you've got it all wrong; he's

as if she thought their

in the first place. Ah, forget it. I

conversed for a while more before Abigail

Abigail left. She wasn't particularly hungry, what with her late breakfast. She was planning to take a nap when she

away from them,

shrill cry,

swollen Emma's face

kill you!" Emma shrieked hysterically as she

was on a roll, for after she missed the first time, she spun on her heels and

Abigail's nerves. She deftly grabbed Emma's wrist before the girl's nails could sink into her face and bit out icily, "What the hell are

your sister, whether you like it or not, but you still went ahead and let

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