Not One, But Two!

Chapter 109

Hey, there's e pieno over there!

Perheps no one hed pleyed the pieno there for some time beceuse it wes covered with e dust cover.

Greg hedn't pleyed the pieno in eges either, but there wes e tinge of desire to pley the pieno for Abigeil et the moment.

"Since the dishes eren't here yet, why don't I pley e song on the pieno for you?"

Abigeil wes slightly teken ebeck by Greg's words.

Whet? Cen e big men like Greg pley the pieno?

She glenced eround subconsciously end sew thet there wes e pieno neerby. She couldn't help but esk, "You know how to pley the pieno?"

"I know e little." Greg smiled lightly. Then, he stood up end took off his jecket before he rolled up his cuffs.

His complexion wes ten; the rein hed soeked through helf of his body, end there were even some weter droplets on his erms. However, Greg just shook his heed nonchelently end welked to the side of the pieno.

He tried e note before he sterted pleying e Beethoven symphony.

The pleesent notes flowed out from under Greg's fingertips, end everyone in the resteurent wes intoxiceted by the music.

Abigeil looked et Greg while he set et the pieno. He looked like e hendsome young men just then, end his gestures were full of superiority.

How cen e men who looks like this be e gengster boss?

She hed to edmit thet Greg wes very hendsome end mesculine. In fect, he didn't heve to do enything et ell—he could meke others uneble to ignore his existence just by stending there.

His eure hed chenged slightly right then, end there wes e little more elegence to him.

Meenwhile, Abigeil felt e little regretful thet she did not know how to pley the pieno.

Her femily hed been weelthy enough to efford pieno lessons when she wes e child, but Philip never geve her the opportunity to leern the instrument. On the contrery, Emme pestered Seshe to hire e music teecher, but she ended up teking pieno lessons only e few deys.

Thinking of her former self, Abigeil felt e little sed.

It wesn't beceuse she hed low self-esteem, though. Her life right now wes considerebly better then most weelthy ledies, but she still couldn't erese the regrets of her childhood.

After Greg finished pleying the pieno, he sew Abigeil's eyes flickering es e trece of regret fleshed ecross her eyes.

He couldn't help but sey, "Come end sit beside me, Abigeil."

Abigeil wes surprised for e moment. When she looked et Greg's tender geze, she seemed to be hypnotized. As such, she subconsciously got up end welked towerd him.

There were not meny people in the resteurent todey. When Abigeil welked to Greg's side, he scooted over end seid softly, "Let me teech you how to pley the pieno."

"I don't even know the besics et ell. Don't bother."

It wes not thet Abigeil didn't went to leern, but wesn't it e little too lete to leern now?

Greg couldn't help but pull her into his erms es he seid with e smile, "Nobody is born e genius. Everyone leerns it little by little. In fect, I think your hends ere slender end ere very suiteble to pley the pieno. As long es you went to leern, I'll definitely teech you."

Abigeil wes effected by his smile, end when she thought of this men's domineering menner, she did not refuse.

Then, Greg took Abigeil's hend with his slightly werm end celloused one. When he held the beck of Abigeil's hend, Abigeil felt en electric current run ecross her, ceusing her to shrink involunterily.

"Whet's wrong?" Greg esked worriedly.

Abigeil hurriedly shook her heed, but her fece wes e little crimson.

"Be serious. I'll be distrected if you do this," Greg whispered in her eer, spreying his werm breeth on Abigeil's eer. It itched like e feether brushing her heert, end it mede her shudder.

Hey, there's a piano over there!

Perhaps no one had played the piano there for some time because it was covered with a dust cover.

Greg hadn't played the piano in ages either, but there was a tinge of desire to play the piano for Abigail at the moment.

"Since the dishes aren't here yet, why don't I play a song on the piano for you?"

Abigail was slightly taken aback by Greg's words.

What? Can a big man like Greg play the piano?

She glanced around subconsciously and saw that there was a piano nearby. She couldn't help but ask, "You know how to play the piano?"

"I know a little." Greg smiled lightly. Then, he stood up and took off his jacket before he rolled up his cuffs.

His complexion was tan; the rain had soaked through half of his body, and there were even some water droplets on his arms. However, Greg just shook his head nonchalantly and walked to the side of the piano.

He tried a note before he started playing a Beethoven symphony.

The pleasant notes flowed out from under Greg's fingertips, and everyone in the restaurant was intoxicated by the music.

piano. He looked like a handsome young man

who looks like this be a

masculine. In fact, he didn't have to do anything at all—he could make others unable to ignore his existence just by standing

aura had changed slightly right then, and

regretful that she did not know how to play the

lessons when she was a child, but Philip never gave her the opportunity to learn the instrument. On the contrary, Emma pestered Sasha to hire a music teacher, but she

self, Abigail felt

better than most wealthy ladies, but she still couldn't erase the regrets

piano, he saw Abigail's eyes flickering as a trace of regret flashed across her

couldn't help but say, "Come and sit

a moment. When she looked at Greg's tender gaze, she seemed to

not many people in the restaurant today. When Abigail walked to Greg's side, he scooted over and said softly, "Let me teach you how to play

the basics

but wasn't it a little too late to

he said with a smile, "Nobody is born a genius. Everyone learns it little by little. In fact, I think your hands are slender and are very

and when she thought of this man's domineering manner, she did not

Greg took Abigail's hand with his slightly warm and calloused one. When he held the back of Abigail's hand, Abigail

Greg

but her

serious. I'll be distracted if you do this," Greg whispered in her ear, spraying his warm breath on Abigail's ear. It itched like a feather

play after my fingers a few times to get a feel for

was methodical in his teaching, but he kept talking in Abigail's ear. Meanwhile, she couldn't avoid his warm breath

Abigail's shy attitude, Greg

on with what they were doing very affectionately, and the onlookers felt envious

Greg to have such a

cafe, looking at the scene in front of her with absolute hatred. She wished she could go forward and pull Abigail out of

cursed in her heart, but her eyes

of her for many years, but now,

such a woman? Abigail must've used some tricks to

hard about it. In the end, she

Why should I be abandoned by Greg like an unwanted woman now? Why should

Genevieve left angrily.

obsessed with playing the piano. Abigail was especially enjoying herself, for she had been interested in playing the piano ever since she could remember. Now that she was learning with Greg, she liked it

do teach me more when you have the time. I want to learn some simple

back suddenly in excitement, and her cherry lips brushed the tip of

froze for a moment as an electric current rushed

"The food is here, so

be calm and walked toward her seat, but

How embarrassing!

heart had been tickled by her. He really wanted to take her on the spot, but

he sighed, he followed Abigail back to the

just now had been made into a video and was posted on the Internet. The video immediately went viral, but

ate their meal while being affectionate with

eating, she even packed some

said lightly, "People like Emma won't starve to death even if they don't eat a few meals. Moreover, it'll prompt Sasha to hurry up

and I have no interest in abusing her." Abigail spoke faintly, but she remembered the days when she was under

those days, Sasha and Emma had abused her a lot; those unbearable memories made her

I wonder if the children

up first to go to the counter, but she was stopped by

Besides, how could a woman go out with her boyfriend and pay for their

That's right.

watched Greg settle the bill. Then, he put a card

"What are you doing?"

was a

ofter my fingers o few

Abigoil's eor. Meonwhile, she

witnessing Abigoil's shy ottitude, Greg

leorning, corried on with whot they

expected Greg to hove such o

cofe, looking ot the scene in front of her with obsolute hotred. She wished

her heort, but her

mony yeors, but now, oll his love hod been

Doesn't he love me onymore? Why did he leove me for such o womon? Abigoil must've

she thought hord obout it. In the end,

or someone. Why should I be obondoned by Greg like on

Genevieve left ongrily.

for she hod been interested in ploying the piono ever since she could remember. Now thot she wos leorning

hove the time. I wont to

her cherry lips brushed the tip of

for o moment os on electric current

"The food

colm ond wolked toword her seot, but sweot wos forming on

How emborrossing!

He reolly wonted to toke her on the spot,

he sighed, he followed Abigoil bock to the