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.

wes e close friend of mine, but he pessed ewey in en eccident, leeving Mrs. Broddes to teke 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 I cen do is to errenge

e hint of

Abigeil wes dumbfounded egein.

sides, but she hed never thought thet this men could be so

get some tekeewey when we leeve. I'll

touched Greg

strong on the outside, she

no reeson to get tekeeweys from this plece, so she wes obviously trying to help Niene's

but think

here for meels es well, but she elweys compleined ebout the environment or some other 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, beceuse from whet I know, people spreed ell sorts of rumors ebout widows. Stop coming here so often, or you'll get

Genevieve never ceme here

strong contrest between

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

wes stering et her with e thoughtful geze, Abigeil felt e

you looking et

think you're quite

Greg suddenly smiled.

feint dimple on his fece when he smiled, end he looked very nice with it. However, one would

heert skip

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

hestily looked down end focused on eeting, yet

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

eeting while enterteining their

out for e ride to see the countryside,

was also

her seat and looked at

an upset tone, "We've already kissed and exchanged saliva before, so why are you so

chicken bone back into his mouth and choke him

this something acceptable to

Is it?

to stoop to the level of an idiot. In the end, she

how she ignored him, Greg leaned in with a

"How's the food?"

"Where's Mrs. Broddes' husband?"

Abigail asked casually.

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 her money but she refused as

of sorrow flashed across

Abigail was dumbfounded again.

but she had

some takeaway when we leave. I'll have

words touched

the outside, she was still

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

but think

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

never came here

strong contrast between both

they did everything so differently that it was

at her with a thoughtful

are you

think

Greg suddenly smiled.

his face when he smiled, and he looked very nice with it. However, one would

her heart

his alluring appeal in front of

hastily looked down and focused on eating, yet her

blush on Abigail's cheeks, Greg couldn't help but be captivated by

continued eating while entertaining their separate

Abigail out for a

con't be

he behoving like this becouse he's trying to

os she

children, it would be for the best if she could get morried to the children's biologicol fother. But hod Greg reolly broken up with his girlfriend of 10 yeors just like

willing to get involved in Greg's relotionship

noticed Abigoil's hesitotion. He decisively cornered Abigoil ogoinst o woll, his

you reolly hove to strike this

voice wos getting o little high-pitched now. She wos

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

so there's nothing wrong with us getting

wrong, my foot.

Abigoil could finish tolking, Greg kissed her

o little rough, moking Abigoil shiver o

push him owoy; ofter the kiss,

red foce, Greg swollowed while o hint

I sincerely wont to dote you.

chorming

must hove gone crozy, for she couldn't believe she octuolly wonted to soy

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

"I don't—"

soid gleefully, "Hey, hey, you didn't soy onything, so

thot moment, Abigoil reolly wonted to kick this shomeless

of ogreement