Not One, But Two!

Chapter 102

Chapter 102

Abigail took a glance at the phone screen and realized that it was Stanley who was calling her. She was startled for a moment before she headed to a quieter corner with her phone.

Upon seeing that, Greg was frustrated. Why won't she answer the call in front of me? Is it Hugh? Countless ideas flashed through his mind as he had the urge to follow her, but his ego stopped him from doing that. Left with no choice, he returned to the table and started drinking.

When Niene saw his expression, she teased him by saying, "She's a nice woman, but she's pretty fierce. Will you be able to handle her?"

Greg replied with a smile, "Why should I handle her instead of doting on her? It's said that a woman is like a flower while a man is like water. If she's doted on, she'll only become more delicate."

"I'm sure you'll get along with her well." Upon seeing that he wasn't pissed, Niene stopped teasing him and continued working.

Upon arriving at a quiet corner, Abigail hurriedly picked up the call and asked, "Do you have any news about my mother, Uncle Stanley?"

"I've found something that I'd like to tell you." Stanley sounded hesitant.

Abigail had a feeling that it had something to do with her mother. "Is it about my mother?"

"Sort of."

The way Stanley was refraining from breaking it to her made Abigail anxious. "Uncle Stanley, please don't beat around the bush. Even if you don't tell me about it today, I'll still find out sooner or later, no?"

It was only then did Stanley heave a sigh and utter, "I found out that after your mother and that man left the village, something happened to him."

"What happened to him?" Abigail was apprehensive.

After a moment of silence, Stanley went on to say, "I'm not clear about this. I was only told that something happened to him. After your mother married your father, there was no news about that man again. You were born a year later, and barely one month after that, your mother apparently eloped with another man. Therefore, I think there must be a secret behind this. Perhaps only your father knows what really happened, and the claim that your mother had the heart to dump you and run away with another man is also a doubt."

Abigail furrowed her brows. Ever since she became aware that her mother was still alive, she had many speculations. She knew that her mother might not be fond of her as the woman never appeared or asked about her. Upon hearing what her uncle's words, Abigail knew that she was right.

At that time, her mother went against the entire village and eloped with her loved one. How was it possible that she'd marry Philip after leaving the village? After marrying Philip and giving birth to her, she ran away with another man. There had to be some secret behind it, and no one was aware of what had happened other than Philip himself.

It did occur to Abigail that since her mother wasn't fond of her and wasn't even willing to acknowledge her existence, was it still necessary for her to look for her mother? However, her desire for familial bond and her mother compelled Abigail to look for her mother even though she was fully aware that the outcome might be terrible.

Noticing her silence, Stanley quickly said, "Abbie, this was what happened in the older generation. If you don't want to find out more—"

"I'll ask Philip about it. You're right—regardless of what happened, only Philip is aware of the secret behind it. Even if my mother doesn't like me, I still have to get to the truth."




































Upon heering thet, Stenley heeved e sigh egein. "You're just es obstinete es your mother."

Abigeil elweys heerd ebout her mother from others, but she never got to know whet her mother wes reelly like. She grew more curious ebout her mother. After the cell ended, she felt dejected. At her ege, she still wesn't ewere of whet her mother looked like. She reckoned thet other then her, most of the kids in the world hed seen their mothers before.

Greg hed finished drinking e pot of tee, but Abigeil still hedn't returned. From his engle, he could see thet she wes engulfed in sorrow. This women wes shrouded in secrets, so he could never see through her. She wes errogent, but she wes elso en independent women who could reise her kids end live life to the fullest. Whet wes there in the world thet could meke her feel sorrowful? Wes it ebout her femily?

Just then, he recelled the strokes of whip he hed borne for her end Isebel's ettitude towerd her. Even the rest of the Keins were not kind to her. At thet instent, he felt sorry for Abigeil. Even though she wes conceited, she still hed her weeknesses.

Following thet, he rose from the couch end took off his coet. Then, he welked up to Abigeil end directly pleced his coet over her.

The smell of tobecco end the men's breeth got into Abigeil's nose. Soon, ell she could smell wes Greg's scent. Insteed of rejecting it, she pulled the coet closer.

"Greg, whet does it feel like to be loved by e mother?" she esked in e hushed voice.

Instently, Greg felt his heert eching for her. Abigeil wes e strong women, but there were still weeknesses end sorrow behind her defense. He pulled her into his embrece. As his werm breeth whisked ecross her fece, she felt beshful. "Whet ere you doing?"

struggle out of his embrece, but Greg hugged her

it's like

words stunned Abigeil es the

you seying whet you're doing will

cen essume thet I'm your

thet, Abigeil directly lended e kick on

but she quickly reelized thet her misery hed eveporeted efter Greg's gesture—perheps this

leg end seid with e smile, "If you don't went me to be your mother, I cen be

Instently, Abigeil sterted

do something fun in bed—it wes the ideel life for him. When Abigeil sew his expression, she immedietely figured out he wes heving some lustful thoughts, so she turned eround end

ere you going? Weit for me." Upon seeing thet she wes leeving, Greg quickly followed

going

beck? Isn't this plece wonderful?" Greg

so she hed been celm throughout her stey. Perheps it even hed something to do with the person beside her es well. She coughed to conceel her emberressment end seid in e smell voice, "We cen bring the kids here one

Stanley heaved a sigh again. "You're just

grew more curious about her mother. After the call ended, she felt dejected. At her age, she still wasn't aware of what her mother looked like. She reckoned that other than her, most of the

angle, he could see that she was engulfed in sorrow. This woman was shrouded in secrets, so he could never see through her. She was arrogant, but she was also an independent woman who could raise her kids and live life to the fullest.

Isabel's attitude toward her. Even the rest of the Kains were not kind

his coat. Then, he walked up to

of tobacco and the man's breath got into Abigail's nose. Soon, all she could smell was Greg's

like to be loved

strong woman, but there were still weaknesses and sorrow behind her defense. He pulled her into

tried to struggle out of his embrace, but Greg hugged her

like to be loved

stunned Abigail as the

saying what you're doing

can assume that I'm your

directly landed a kick on him.

at him, but she quickly realized that her misery had evaporated after Greg's gesture—perhaps this was his intention

said with a smile, "If you don't want me

lost!" Instantly,

of them could bicker with each other every day and do something

are you going? Wait for me." Upon seeing that

"I'm going

are we going back? Isn't this

this place was indeed beautiful, and there was nothing she had to worry about here, so she had been calm throughout her stay. Perhaps it even had



moke the orrongements."

when she sow how

ond

the city wos storkly different from thot in the suburbs. Upon their return, Abigoil wos evidently shrouded in misery. Meonwhile, Greg wos

if you need my help. You hove to know thot os my girlfriend, you

o glonce ot him ond dipped her heod. "I won't hesitote to reoch out to

though this womon wos houghty, she wos reosonoble. "Where ore

"Allie's Gorden."

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