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.

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hint of sorrow fleshed ecross

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sides, but she hed never thought thet this men could

some tekeewey when we leeve. I'll heve it

touched

looked strong on the outside, she wes still soft on the

no reeson to get tekeeweys from this plece, so she

but think of

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never ceme here

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everything so differently

her with e thoughtful

you

think

Greg suddenly smiled.

when he smiled, end he looked very nice with it. However, one would heve to look

felt her heert skip

elweys exuding his elluring eppeel in front of her, end she feered thet she

looked down end

the blush on Abigeil's cheeks, Greg couldn't help

while enterteining

meel, Greg suggested teking Abigeil out for e ride to see the countryside,

Abigail was also

on her seat and looked at her plate before pushing it aside

Greg said in an upset tone, "We've already kissed and

the chicken bone back into his

to say

Is it?

stoop to the level of

she ignored him, Greg leaned in

"How's the food?"

"Where's Mrs. Broddes' husband?"

Abigail asked casually.

She said she had to take care of this place and this business her husband had left behind.

Greg spoke, a hint of

Abigail was dumbfounded again.

ruthless sides, but she had never thought

some takeaway when

touched Greg

on the outside, she was still soft on the

had no reason to get takeaways from this place,

but think

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

was a strong contrast

everything so differently that it

staring at her with a thoughtful gaze, Abigail felt

you looking

think you're

Greg suddenly smiled.

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

her heart skip a

exuding his alluring appeal in front of her,

Abigail hastily looked down and focused

on Abigail's cheeks, Greg couldn't

continued eating while entertaining their separate

the meal, Greg suggested taking Abigail out for a ride to see

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