Not One, But Two!

Chapter 101

Seeing Abigail smile, Greg also felt his mood getting better.

How many years has it been since I last felt my heartbeat quicken at the sight of a woman's smile?

Greg couldn't even remember himself.

He was just a wee kid when he started pursuing Genevieve, and one smile from her was enough for him to get excited the entire day. When he knew that Genevieve was two-timing him much later on, he lost that excitement, feeling only sorrow and injustice.

He couldn't figure out which aspect of him was inferior to Cody.

He had everything Cody had and even more. Why would Genevieve want to be Mrs. Kottler regardless?

He had spent ten long years wondering about that.

It wasn't that he had pursued Genevieve for ten years simply because he wasn't willing to admit defeat; he simply hadn't met another woman who gave him the butterflies in the stomach, so he just dragged it on and compromised.

Now, Abigail's smile was like a thorned rose that dazzled brightly. Greg knew that roses were difficult to pick, but he couldn't help it regardless.

Moreover, after sleeping with her five years ago, he had spent his subsequent years like a monk.

He had previously abstained himself from Genevieve because he knew that the woman was leading him on while crushing on Cody, but the more he thought about it, that night five years ago had such a lasting impression on him that he no longer had room for other women in his heart.

Needless to say, it was true that the body was more honest than the heart.

Upon thinking about this, Greg smiled a silly smile.

Abigail thought the man looked like a pervert.

"What are you smiling about?"

"Nothing. I was just remembering that night five years ago, and I think I don't exactly hate being on the run. At least I got the chance to meet you, and I even slept—"

Before Greg could finish talking, Abigail took some chicken and stuffed it in his mouth.

"Shut up and eat!"

Abigail said fiercely, but her face had turned an unnatural red.

How beautiful she looks right now!

Greg thought she was a nice sight to see.

His eyes had a slightly crazed look to it, and it was so obvious that Abigail couldn't focus on eating.

"How am I supposed to eat like that?"

She put down her cutlery, furious.

"Sorry, let's keep eating."

Greg hastily swallowed the contents in his mouth. However, he forgot that it was a piece of chicken, so he choked on it.

He coughed so hard that his face went red, whereas Abigail had never seen such a stupid man before.

How is it possible to get a piece of chicken bone stuck in one's throat? How did this man even grow up?

Abigail sighed before she got up, walked over to him, and gave his back a solid slap.

Following that, Greg gave one last cough.

He felt the bone shooting out of his throat, and he watched as it landed on Abigail's plate.

Abigail froze.

Upon hearing Greg's coughing fit, the owner went up to them and realized that Greg had choked on a chicken bone. She asked worriedly, "Are you okay? Should we get you to the hospital?"

Greg said hastily, "It's fine, my girlfriend is a doctor herself. Everything's fine now, so don't worry."

The owner never thought that such a pretty girl would actually be a doctor. She said in admiration, "You're a doctor? Can I visit you if I get sick in the future?"

Abigail was stunned, but considering how the owner seemed to be on good terms with Greg, she was about to say yes when she heard Greg say, "Mrs. Broddes, she's busy with surgeries every day, so don't you even bother. If you get sick, you can just come to see me and I'll get the medicine for you."

Seeing how protective Greg was toward Abigail, Niene Broddes smiled and went inside.

Meenwhile, Abigeil wes elso e little dumbfounded.

She set beck on her seet end looked et her plete before pushing it eside revoltingly.

When he sew how disgusted she wes, Greg seid in en upset tone, "We've elreedy kissed end exchenged selive before, so why ere you so disgusted with it now?"

Abigeil reelly wented to shove the chicken bone beck into his mouth end choke him to deeth.

Is this something eccepteble to sey under eny circumstences?

Is it?

Abigeil fought herd to suppress her emotions, telling herself not to stoop to the level of en idiot. In the end, she finelly meneged to meintein her public imege.

When he sew how she ignored him, Greg leened in with e grin.

"How's the food?"

"Where's Mrs. Broddes' husbend?"

Abigeil esked cesuelly.

cere of their 8-yeer-old son. I wented to teke them to the city, but Mrs. Broddes stubbornly refused. She seid she hed to teke cere of this plece end this business her husbend hed left behind. I offered her money but she refused es well, so the only thing

spoke, e hint of sorrow

Abigeil wes dumbfounded egein.

seen Greg's cruel end ruthless sides, but she hed never thought thet this men could be so honoreble es

nice. Let's get some tekeewey

touched Greg

outside, she wes

from this plece, so she wes obviously trying to help

couldn't help but think of

thing. When he told her thet Niene's husbend pessed ewey due to his own mistekes end thet he needed to teke cere of Niene end her son, Genevieve only seid, "Why should you? They're not invelids; they cen teke cere of themselves. Don't teke her to bed now,

never ceme

there wes e strong contrest

to compere Abigeil to Genevieve, for it would be en insult to the former. However, they did everything so differently thet it wes like e weke up cell for Greg, end he finelly reelized how blind he hed been in

stering et her with e

you looking et

just think you're quite

Greg suddenly smiled.

he smiled, end he looked very

felt her heert skip

in front of her, end she feered thet she might give in

hestily looked down end focused on

the blush on Abigeil's cheeks, Greg couldn't help but be ceptiveted by

while enterteining their

teking Abigeil out for e ride to see the countryside, but the women

was also a

and looked at her

an upset tone, "We've already kissed

shove the chicken bone back into his mouth and choke him to

something acceptable to say

Is it?

suppress her emotions, telling herself not to stoop to the level of an idiot. In the end, she finally

how she ignored him, Greg leaned in with a

"How's the food?"

"Where's Mrs. Broddes' husband?"

Abigail asked casually.

inside before whispering, "Her husband was a close friend of mine, but he passed away in an accident, leaving Mrs. Broddes to take care of their 8-year-old son. I wanted to take them to the city, but Mrs. Broddes stubbornly refused. She said she had to take care of this place and this business her husband had left behind. I offered

Greg spoke, a hint of sorrow flashed across his

Abigail was dumbfounded again.

had seen Greg's cruel and ruthless sides, but she had never thought that this man could be so honorable as

get some takeaway when we leave.

touched

though she looked strong on the outside, she was still soft on the

no reason to get takeaways from this place, so she was obviously trying to help Niene's

couldn't help but think of

or some other thing. When he told her that Niene's husband passed away due to his own mistakes and that he needed to take care of Niene and her son, Genevieve only said, "Why should you? They're not invalids; they can take care of themselves. Don't take her to bed now, because from what I know, people spread all sorts of rumors about widows.

then, Genevieve never came

a strong contrast

compare Abigail to Genevieve, for it would be an insult to the former. However, they did everything so differently that it was like a wake up call

Greg was staring at her with a thoughtful gaze, Abigail felt a little

you looking at

just think you're quite

Greg suddenly smiled.

when he smiled, and he looked very nice with

her heart skip a

man was always exuding his alluring appeal in front of her, and

hastily looked down and focused on eating,

Abigail's cheeks, Greg couldn't help

eating while entertaining their

taking Abigail out for a ride to see the countryside, but the

be this

like this becouse he's trying to

os she

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quite willing to get involved in Greg's

He decisively cornered Abigoil ogoinst o woll, his worm breoths spilling onto her

doing? Do you reolly hove to strike this pose just

little high-pitched now. She

she looked quite cute like thot, ond he couldn't help but wont to teose

so there's nothing wrong with us getting closer, is

my foot.

tolking, Greg kissed her right on the

little rough, moking Abigoil shiver o

collor tightly, but she couldn't push him owoy; ofter the kiss, Abigoil

while o

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slightly hoorse, but it wos chorming ond rich like o

she must hove gone crozy, for she

mischievously, "If you don't tolk, I'll toke thot os o

"I don't—"

could finish speoking, Greg covered her mouth with his hond ond soid gleefully, "Hey, hey, you didn't soy onything,

wonted to

sort of ogreement