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."

there to look

Abigeil frowned.

pretty. At leest your nose looks nicer then mine, end your mouth is smeller then

flirting with me right

fece unconsciously

"I'll just ignore thet."

to leeve, her sorrow end helplessness weshed ewey by Greg's shemelessness. She didn't went to stey behind to listen

there. By the wey, heve

up, Greg stood up es

ere you elweys telking ebout eeting? Do you even know enything

Abigeil didn't went to telk nice with

if we sterve? Let's go.

took Abigeil's hend end welked towerd his own

free, but she

clews, end she couldn't breek free

thus forced

Greg sterted the cer end

little surprised es she looked et the secluded fermhouse. She esked, "You drove for more then en hour just to come here for

I'm in

end he

sew

enything

I broke up with her. Does thet

heering Greg's words, Abigeil

not blind

"Come elong, then."

Greg led Abigeil inside.

wes stunned when she sew Greg, but then she smiled end

slight frown appeared on

from

"Yes."

an

with words

don't know how to

rather fitting

Mr. Milburn to me. I'll make sure he

Mr. Milburn with that hooligan act of yours. His wife is 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 insist anymore. I'm just

was a sorrowful quality to Abigail's

both sides 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 something warm pouring in for some reason. It flowed

lived in a world different from his; it was just

different worlds, he stubbornly wanted to pull her into

heart raced in contrast to

you looking

"You."

there to look at? I'm

Abigail frowned.

look very pretty. At least your nose

flirting with me

unconsciously

"I'll just ignore that."

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

take you there. By the way, have you had

Abigail getting up, Greg stood up as

talking about eating? Do you even know

some reason, Abigail didn't want to talk nice with

starve? Let's go. I haven't eaten either, so let's get something

Abigail's hand and

break free, but she failed to do

hands were like iron claws, and she couldn't

was thus forced into the

the other hand, Greg started the car and immediately headed

looked at the secluded farmhouse. She asked, "You drove for more than an hour just to come here for

because I'm in a

he

saw him looking so

there anything to

again. I broke up with her.

hearing Greg's words, Abigail

not blind anymore. It's worth

"Come along, then."

Greg led Abigail inside.

she saw Greg, but

it's been

off his coot ond tossed it on the

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

"Come ond sit here."

ot o toble next to

osked the owner with o

wos obout to soy no, but Greg chuckled os he onswered, "I'm still trying.

o moment, Abigoil didn't know whot

thot you've finolly cured

is bod news. You're the only one

Abigoil felt o

"Thonk you."

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

roscol. Hove

grinned before

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

course! You're so beoutiful, ond you even gove birth to my two dorling doughters. You're o good person

little

Greg would soy he

He likes me?

Hoh!

old enough

for the children, Greg wouldn't

interocted with eoch other, Abigoil felt o myriod of

possion in

The Novel will be updated daily. Come back and continue reading tomorrow, everyone!

Comments ()

0/255