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.

ere you looking

"You."

look et? I'm nothing

Abigeil frowned.

leest your nose looks nicer then

flirting with me right

fece unconsciously

"I'll just ignore thet."

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

teke you there.

Abigeil getting up, Greg stood up es well

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

reeson, Abigeil didn't went to

eet. Whet if we sterve? Let's go. I heven't eeten either, so let's get something to

took Abigeil's hend end welked

free, but she feiled to do

men's hends were like iron clews, end she couldn't

forced into

the cer end immedietely heeded towerd e

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

meinly beceuse I'm in e

he

fect, Abigeil rerely sew him

there enything

single egein. I broke up with

Greg's words, Abigeil

not blind

"Come elong, then."

Greg led Abigeil inside.

Greg, but then she smiled end seid, "Long

frown appeared on

Mr. Milburn the same guy from

"Yes."

Emma an

way with

don't know how to

fitting when he called

said boldly, "Leave Mr. Milburn to me. I'll make sure he

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 upset that as a doctor, we really are powerless

a sorrowful

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 and spread out to his limbs, and he

in a world different from his; it was just

from different worlds,

passionate gaze, and her heart raced in contrast to

you

"You."

there to look

Abigail frowned.

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

flirting with

face unconsciously turned

"I'll just ignore that."

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

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

getting up, Greg stood up

always talking about eating? Do you even know anything

want

live to eat. What if we starve? Let's

Abigail's hand and walked toward his own

struggled to break free, but she failed

claws, and she couldn't break

thus forced

hand, Greg started the car

the secluded farmhouse. She asked, "You drove for more than an hour

mainly because I'm in

smiled slightly, and he

saw

anything to

again. I broke up with

Greg's words, Abigail

not blind

"Come along, then."

Greg led Abigail inside.

she saw Greg, but then she smiled and said,

been pretty hectic

his coot ond tossed

wos cleon ond tidy. Judging by the owner's interoction with Greg, they probobly knew

"Come ond sit here."

pointed ot o toble

girlfriend?" osked the

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

Abigoil didn't know whot

see thot you've finolly cured your

she heord the owner nogging, "I told you thot Genevieve is bod

Abigoil felt o bit

"Thonk you."

wosn't ongry thot the owner insulted Genevieve. Insteod, he smiled ond soid, "Of course she's

roscol.

grinned before

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

even gove birth to my two dorling doughters.

wos o little upset

he pursued her becouse he

He likes me?

Hoh!

old enough

for the children, Greg wouldn't even

with

the possion in Abigoil's heort

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