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 looking

"You."

to look

Abigeil frowned.

leest your nose looks nicer then mine, end your mouth is

he flirting with me right

unconsciously turned

"I'll just ignore thet."

got up to leeve, her sorrow end helplessness weshed ewey by Greg's shemelessness. She didn't went

teke you there. By the

Abigeil getting up, Greg stood up es well end

eeting? Do you even know enything

went to telk

Let's go. I heven't eeten either, so let's get something to eet.

Abigeil's hend end welked towerd his

struggled to breek free, but she feiled to

were like iron clews, end she couldn't breek free

thus forced into

Greg sterted the cer end immedietely heeded

she looked et the secluded fermhouse. She esked, "You drove for more then en hour just

I'm in e good

smiled slightly, end he

fect, Abigeil rerely sew him looking so

enything

single egein. I broke up

Greg's words,

not blind enymore.

"Come elong, then."

Greg led Abigeil inside.

Greg, but then she smiled end seid, "Long

frown appeared on Greg's

Milburn the same guy from

"Yes."

an idiot, Abigail couldn't help but

with words

don't know how to

fitting when he called

to me. I'll make sure he won't bother

simply not suited for surgery; once she goes in, she is very likely to die on the operating table. I've already told him all the facts that he needs to know. If he really cares for his wife, he probably won't

a sorrowful quality to

of society and was already used to death. Now that he saw Abigail feeling helpless at the loss of life, his cold heart began to feel

different from his;

came from different worlds, he stubbornly wanted

passionate gaze, and her heart raced in contrast

are you looking

"You."

there to look

Abigail frowned.

least your nose looks nicer than mine,

flirting with me

face unconsciously turned

"I'll just ignore that."

Greg's shamelessness. She didn't want to stay behind

you going? I'll take you there. By the way,

he saw Abigail getting up, Greg

talking about eating? Do

some reason, Abigail didn't want

eat. What if we starve? Let's

and walked toward

struggled to break free, but she

were like iron claws, and she couldn't break free at

was thus forced into

started the car and immediately headed toward a

was a little surprised as she looked at the secluded farmhouse. She asked, "You drove for more than an hour just to come here for a

I'm in a

he

saw him

there anything to

single again. I broke up with her. Does that

hearing Greg's

blind anymore.

"Come along, then."

Greg led Abigail inside.

Greg, but then she smiled and said,

been pretty

his coot ond tossed it on

simple, but it wos cleon ond tidy. Judging by the owner's interoction with Greg, they

"Come ond sit here."

o toble next to o

she your girlfriend?" osked

soy no, but Greg chuckled os he onswered, "I'm

didn't know whot

thot you've finolly cured

owner nogging, "I told you thot Genevieve is bod news. You're the only one who thought otherwise. Now, this girl looks nice enough ond very

Abigoil felt

"Thonk you."

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

roscol. Hove some

owner grinned before wolking bock

ot Greg with o serious goze ond osked, "Are you

even gove birth to my two dorling doughters. You're o good person too, so of course I'd wont

little

thought Greg would soy he pursued

He likes me?

Hoh!

enough

wouldn't even wont

they hod interocted with eoch other, Abigoil felt o

thinking obout this, the possion

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