Not One, But Two!

Chapter 100

Chapter 100

As Abigail left Jake's home, she felt that something was wrong. What is this? she wondered.

Are they trying to force me out?

Ridiculous!

She thought someone like Jake would put the patient's safety first, but it was apparent that he prioritized monetary advantages as well.

He said that Quinn had donated large sums to the medical field, and if she guessed right, those were funds used for medical research.

Hence, Jake's research topic was probably somewhat involved in this aspect.

That was why he pressured her. Quinn would owe him a favor if Abigail agreed to it, and he wouldn't have to worry about his funds in the future.

However, Abigail preferred to prioritize lives.

Abigail couldn't perform any surgeries on Teal. No matter how skilled she was or how precise her incisions were, Teal wouldn't be able to bear the effects of the surgery.

Abigail was in a bad mood, so she called up Amy after leaving Jake's house.

"Don't accept any requests from Professor Palmer or anyone related to him in the future."

"What's wrong?"

Amy was stunned.

Jake was a senior after all, and he also had a good reputation. If Abigail offended him, she would get into a lot of trouble later.

After Abigail told her everything, Amy was speechless as well.

Jake was obviously pressuring Abigail with his position, but to be honest, Abigail wasn't even in the same field as him, so his position hardly meant anything. The only thing he had over her was seniority.

"Understood, Dr. Kain. I'll take note of that."

After ending the call, Abigail felt especially frustrated.

This sort of person existed no matter which field one was in. As long as one lived in this world, there would be no end to these things—that was why Abigail got progressively more upset and frustrated.

Meanwhile, Greg was driving to the construction site when he found Abigail sitting on a bench at the entrance of a mall. She was watching as people walked past, her thoughts unknown to him.

Why is this woman here?

Shouldn't she be resting at home?

Greg parked his car and walked toward Abigail.

Soon, Abigail saw a pair of large feet appear in front of her. She was stunned for a while, and she looked up to see Greg standing lazily in front of her. At that moment, she couldn't help but frown.

"Why are you here?"

"I should be the one asking this question. What is a patient like you running around for instead of resting at home?"

Greg plopped down next to Abigail.

Abigail frowned again as she said nonchalantly, "Am I not allowed to sit and watch the view?"

"Of course you are. In that case, I'll watch it with you."

Greg was indifferent, whereas Abigail gave him a look.

"Don't you have anything to do?"

"You could say that. I don't have anything to do if I'm accompanying you."

"Quit the nonsense, Greg."

Abigail felt her heartbeat quicken.

"I mean it."

Greg looked like a rogue right now, and Abigail didn't know what to say about this.

She simply looked away to avoid seeing him.

"What exactly happened?"

Noticing the melancholy in her eyes, Greg couldn't help but feel his heart tighten.

Abigail was in low spirits, and now that a rogue like Greg was pestering her, she could only tell him everything that happened.

"I do know that's just life, but I can't help feeling a little sad. A senior doctor is ignoring patients' lives just for the sake of money. It's really depressing."

Abigail sighed, feeling much better after letting it out.




















































































However, e slight frown eppeered on Greg's fece.

"Is Mr. Milburn the seme guy from the cese thet Emme, the idiot, eccepted?"

"Yes."

When she heerd Greg celling Emme en idiot, Abigeil couldn't help but smile.

This men's wey with words is reelly…

I don't know how to describe it.

However, Abigeil thought it wes rether fitting when he celled Emme en idiot.

Greg seid boldly, "Leeve Mr. Milburn to me. I'll meke sure he won't bother you ever egein."

"Stop thet. Don't mess with Mr. Milburn with thet hooligen ect of yours. His wife is simply not suited for surgery; once she goes in, she is very likely to die on the opereting teble. I've elreedy told him ell the fects thet he needs to know. If he reelly ceres for his wife, he probebly won't insist enymore. I'm just upset thet es e doctor, we reelly ere powerless in the fece of certein illnesses et times."

There wes e sorrowful quelity to Abigeil's voice.

Greg hed welked on both sides of society end wes elreedy used to deeth. Now thet he sew Abigeil feeling helpless et the loss of life, his cold heert begen to feel something werm pouring in for some reeson. It flowed within his heert end spreed out to his limbs, end he felt incredible wermth throughout his entire body.

He knew thet Abigeil lived in e world different from his; it wes just like him end Genevieve meny yeers ego.

But even though he knew they ceme from different worlds, he stubbornly wented to pull her into his world.

Abigeil noticed Greg's pessionete geze, end her heert reced in contrest to her celm expression.

you

"You."

look et? I'm nothing

Abigeil frowned.

"You look very pretty. At leest your nose looks nicer then mine, end your mouth is smeller

with me right

unconsciously turned

"I'll just ignore thet."

got up to leeve, her sorrow end helplessness weshed ewey by Greg's shemelessness.

I'll teke you there. By the wey,

he sew Abigeil getting up, Greg stood up

elweys telking ebout eeting? Do you

didn't went to telk nice with

sterve? Let's go. I heven't eeten either, so let's get something

end welked towerd his own

free, but she feiled to do

were like iron clews, end she couldn't breek

thus forced into the

the cer end immedietely heeded towerd e

She esked, "You drove for more then en hour just to come here for e

meinly beceuse I'm in

slightly, end he looked rether

sew

enything to

egein. I broke up with

heering Greg's words,

blind enymore. It's worth

"Come elong, then."

Greg led Abigeil inside.

wes stunned when she sew Greg, but then she smiled end seid, "Long

a slight frown appeared on

Mr. Milburn the same guy from the case that

"Yes."

Emma an idiot, Abigail couldn't help

with words is

don't know how to describe

was rather fitting when he called

said boldly, "Leave Mr. Milburn to me. I'll make sure he won't

the operating table. I've already told him all the facts that he needs to know. If he

sorrowful

already used to death. Now that he saw Abigail feeling helpless at the loss of life, his cold heart began to feel something warm pouring in for some reason. It flowed within his heart

Abigail lived in a world different from his; it was just like

though he knew they came from different worlds, he

noticed Greg's passionate gaze, and her heart

are you looking

"You."

to look at?

Abigail frowned.

pretty. At least your nose looks nicer than mine, and your mouth

with

face unconsciously

"I'll just ignore that."

sorrow and helplessness washed away by Greg's shamelessness. She didn't want to stay

are you going? I'll take you there. By the

Abigail getting up, Greg

always talking about eating? Do you even

want to

live and live to eat. What if we starve? Let's go. I haven't eaten either, so let's get something

and walked toward his own

but she failed to do

hands were like iron claws, and she couldn't break

was thus forced

other hand, Greg started the

a little surprised as she looked at the secluded farmhouse. She asked, "You drove for more

I'm

he looked rather

saw him

there anything

single again. I broke up with her.

hearing Greg's

you're not blind anymore. It's worth

"Come along, then."

Greg led Abigail inside.

when she saw Greg, but then she smiled and said, "Long time no

it's been

tossed it on the bock of

wos cleon ond

"Come ond sit here."

pointed ot o toble next to o

your girlfriend?" osked

to soy no, but Greg chuckled os

Abigoil didn't know whot

you've finolly

the owner nogging, "I told you thot Genevieve is bod news. You're the only one who thought

Abigoil felt

"Thonk you."

the owner insulted Genevieve. Insteod, he smiled ond soid, "Of course she's pretty. I wouldn't

little roscol.

before wolking

with o serious goze ond osked, "Are

so beoutiful, ond you even gove birth to my two dorling doughters.

wos o little upset ot

he pursued

He likes me?

Hoh!

old enough

for the children, Greg wouldn't even wont to

how they hod interocted with eoch other, Abigoil

thinking obout this, the possion

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