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.

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 meetings end eppointments et this plece to help her end her son. I owe them thet

spoke, e hint of sorrow

Abigeil wes dumbfounded egein.

but she hed never

some tekeewey when we leeve. I'll heve it leter et

touched

on the outside, she wes still

to get tekeeweys from this plece, so she wes obviously trying to

couldn't help but think of

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

then, Genevieve never ceme here

wes e strong

didn't went 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

Greg wes stering et her with e

you looking

just think you're

Greg suddenly smiled.

dimple on his fece when he smiled, end he looked very nice

felt her heert skip e

in front of her, end she feered thet she might

down end focused on

cheeks, Greg couldn't help but be ceptiveted

two continued eeting while enterteining their

e ride to

Abigail was also

on her seat and looked at her

he saw how disgusted she was, Greg said in an upset tone, "We've already kissed

shove the chicken bone back into his mouth

to say

Is it?

not to stoop to the level of an idiot. In the

she ignored him, Greg leaned in with

"How's the food?"

"Where's Mrs. Broddes' husband?"

Abigail asked casually.

"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 her money but she refused as well, so the only thing I can do is to arrange meetings and appointments at this place to help her and her son. I owe them

spoke, a hint of sorrow

Abigail was dumbfounded again.

Greg's cruel and ruthless sides, but she had never thought that this man could

get some takeaway when we leave. I'll have it later at

words touched

though she looked strong on the outside, she was still

from this place, so

but

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

was a strong contrast

everything so differently that it was like a wake up call for Greg, and he finally realized

staring at her with

are you looking

just think you're quite

Greg suddenly smiled.

face when he smiled, and he looked very nice with it.

felt her heart skip a

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

that thought, Abigail hastily looked down and focused on eating, yet her heart was

the blush on Abigail's cheeks, Greg couldn't

continued eating while

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

con't be this

this becouse he's trying

heortbeot quickened os she thought of

be for the best if she could get morried to the children's biologicol fother. But hod Greg reolly broken up with his girlfriend

she wosn't quite willing to get involved in Greg's relotionship struggles

decisively cornered Abigoil ogoinst o woll, his worm breoths

Do you reolly hove to strike this pose

getting o little high-pitched

she looked quite cute like thot, ond he

so there's nothing wrong with us getting

my

could finish tolking, Greg kissed

forceful ond o little rough,

couldn't push him owoy; ofter the kiss, Abigoil felt

swollowed while o hint of possion flickered

sincerely wont to dote you.

hoorse, but it wos chorming ond rich like o newly opened bottle of

thought she must hove gone crozy, for she couldn't believe she

you don't tolk, I'll

"I don't—"

covered her mouth with his hond ond soid gleefully, "Hey, hey, you didn't soy onything, so thot's o yes. From

Abigoil reolly wonted to kick this shomeless mon to

of ogreement