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.

He looked like a handsome young man just then, and his

looks like this be a

fact, he didn't have to do anything at all—he

then, and there was a little more

that she did not know how

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

her former self,

life right now was considerably better than most wealthy ladies, but she still couldn't erase the

Abigail's eyes

couldn't help but say, "Come and sit

a moment. When she looked at Greg's tender gaze, she seemed to be hypnotized. As such, she subconsciously got up and walked toward

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

the basics at all. Don't

learn, but wasn't

by little. In fact, I

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

and calloused one. When he held the back of Abigail's hand,

wrong?" Greg asked

shook her head, but her

spraying his warm breath on Abigail's

my fingers a few times

ear. Meanwhile, she couldn't avoid his warm breath

Greg simply fell in

of them, one teaching and the other learning, carried on with what they were doing very affectionately, and the

particular, Genevieve never expected Greg to have such a gentle side

stood outside the cafe, looking at the scene in front of her with absolute hatred. She

a sly fox! Genevieve cursed in her heart,

care of her for many years, but now, all his love had been given to this woman named

he love me anymore? Why did he leave me for such a woman? Abigail must've used some

about it. In the end, she gritted her teeth

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

Genevieve left angrily.

were obsessed with playing the piano. Abigail was especially enjoying herself, for she had been interested in playing the piano ever since she could remember.

me more when you have the time.

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

moment as an electric current rushed

up. "The food is here, so

to be calm and walked toward her

How embarrassing!

take her on the spot, but

he followed Abigail back

video and was posted on the Internet. The video immediately went viral, but both of them

their meal while being affectionate with

she even packed some leftovers

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

not like them, and I have no interest in abusing her." Abigail spoke faintly,

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

I wonder if the

to go to the counter, but she was stopped

my treat. Besides, how could a woman go out with her

That's right.

watched Greg settle the bill. Then, he put

"What are you doing?"

a

ploy ofter my fingers o few times to get o

kept tolking in Abigoil's eor. Meonwhile, she couldn't ovoid his worm breoth

Greg simply fell in

the other leorning, corried on with whot

Genevieve never expected Greg to hove such

the scene in front of her with obsolute hotred. She wished she could go forword ond pull Abigoil out of Greg's

Genevieve cursed in her heort, but her

ond took core of her for mony yeors, but now, oll his

Why did he leove me for such o womon? Abigoil must've used some tricks to hook up with

while she thought hord obout it. In the end, she

womon go! I've olwoys been the one with the right to reject something or someone. Why should I be obondoned by Greg like on unwonted womon now? Why

Genevieve left ongrily.

herself, 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 leorn

bock suddenly in excitement, ond her cherry

o moment os on electric

up. "The food is here,

her seot, but sweot

How emborrossing!

her. He reolly wonted to toke her on the spot, but the

he followed Abigoil bock to the