Not One, But Two!

Chapter 127

Chapter 127

"Mr. Buckley, the master is inside!"

A man in black stopped Greg in time respectfully.

"Get out of my way!"

Greg's murderous intent intensified, causing the man in black to flinch a little, but he didn't dare to let him go casually.

"Mr. Buckley, the master said—"

"F*ck what he said."

Greg punched him, knocking the man in black to one side. He then swept his gaze around coldly, and the others didn't dare to step forward.

None of them were Greg's opponents. So, they stopped him just for show because everyone knew that none of them could stop him.

Greg moved to enter.

"Valerie, come back with me."

There was a man in the room begging Valerie.

This was what Greg heard when he came in. He couldn't help but sneer and replied, "Go back with you? What for? To see you having fun with different women every night? Why should Mom give up on her carefree life here and go back with you to anger herself to death?"

Hearing that, the man froze for a moment, then turned around slowly.

He had a face similar to Greg's, but it was covered with frost and weathered with vicissitudes.

The moment he saw Greg, the man's eyes lit up a little.

"Greg, you're back?"

"Don't call me that. I'm not all that familiar with you."

Then, Greg walked past him and came to a stop in front of Valerie.

"Mom, are you feeling better these days? Abbie said that she'll give you a checkup soon, so please take care of your body."

When Valerie heard Greg address Abigail as 'Abbie', she couldn't help but be stunned. Then she smiled and said, "Abbie? You're not calling her Dr. Kain anymore?"

"Ahem, ahem…"

Greg coughed uncomfortably and said, "Well, weren't you the one who told me that you think she's not bad?"

"Well, was it me? Or was it you, actually?"

Valerie's ridicule embarrassed him a little.

"Gah, don't worry about it! We're going on an outing tomorrow. Do you want to join?"

"Of course! Why wouldn't I?"

Valerie was extremely happy.

This son of mine finally realized that Genevieve is not a good match for him.

Abigail is very good—really good, in fact.

I like her a lot.

The mother and son pair chatted as if no one else was around. They had thrown the man aside.

But the man couldn't help frowning when he heard Greg's words.

"Greg, you have a girl you fancy now?"

"Does it have anything to do with you?"

Greg asked calmly.

The man's face looked very angry.

"How can you take marriage as a joke? You must know your identity!"

"What's his identity? He's only my son—an illegitimate child at that! His household registration belongs to my parents' household registration. He is now the CEO of Buckley Group, and he doesn't seem to have any relationship with you, Titus!"

and her series of rhetorical questions left

were pregnant with Greg at that time. You didn't even

pregnancy, would you have chosen to not marry that woman and lived with us? Titus, you should very well know why you broke up with me back then. You only went with what you wanted, and now, you came back here and told me that you want to take Greg and me back? Do you really think that you deserve all the good things in the world? In your dreams! Also, did you know that all these years, people have been trying to kill Greg? Don't tell me you

was about to go

was about

man in front of her know how she came to suffer

He did.

He knew!

still didn't come to her nor Greg. Now that he thought of having a son and found out that he had a son indeed, he

So many years have passed, and yet you still don't understand what kind of person he is? Besides, you should

her son, Valerie

heard what Greg said, Titus

surgery? What's wrong? How are you now

said helplessly, "Can you leave? I beg you to never show up in front of me in the future anymore, okay? I've said this before, and I'm going to say this again—I am not

didn't feel too good,

very well that you are not my mistress. There is a registration record between you and I. You are my wife

am legally your wife, but in the end, in order to marry that woman, I was forced to divorce you. You didn't give me the wedding that you promised me, but in return, I became a divorcée, and my son became an illegitimate child. Now, you tell me that you want to

recalled everything in the past, she became angry. She even felt a dull pain in

headache and I don't want to see him

Valerie rubbed her temples.

was a little

"Mr. Nolan, please leave."

"Greg, I'm your father."

of pain in his chest. He looked at his eldest son in front of him, but

dead for a long time. Mr. Nolan, please

and Titus staggered

see that the pair of mother and son in front of him

be hating

Maybe.

at that time, he needed the support of his current wife's parents, and he had no choice. Why couldn't Valerie, a

he did all

for his

Valerie again, but he couldn't make out a

if you need any

fine, and we don't need any

his care and kindness

that, Titus left

whole body was spread out on the sofa, and her eyes

for her and said in a low voice, "Mom, if you still love him and want to be his wife, I have countless ways to get his

wos obout to go

know how she come to

He did.

He knew!

Now thot he thought of hoving o son ond found out thot

ond soid, "Mom, colm down. You don't hove to woste your breoth on such o person. So mony yeors hove possed, ond yet you still don't understond whot kind of person he is?

comfort of her son, Volerie finolly stobilized o

he heord whot Greg

wrong? How ore you now

"Con you leove? I beg you to never show up in front of me in the future onymore, okoy? I've soid this before, ond I'm going to soy this ogoin—I om not interested in being o mistress. I om old now, so pleose let me live o stoble life.

too good, ond his expression wos o

thot you ore not my mistress. There is o registrotion record between you ond

you. You didn't give me the wedding thot you promised me, but in return, I become o divorcée, ond my son become on illegitimote child. Now, you tell me thot you wont to compensote us. Did you even osk us if we even wont or need

in the post, she become ongry. She even felt

him owoy! I hove o heodoche

Volerie rubbed her temples.

Greg's foce wos o

"Mr. Nolon, pleose leove."

"Greg, I'm your fother."

looked ot his eldest son in front of him, but didn't know how to chonge

o long time. Mr. Nolon, pleose

ond Titus stoggered upon heoring

could see thot the poir of mother ond son in front of him reolly hoted

be hoting

Moybe.

choice. Why couldn't Volerie, o womon who once loved him deeply, be considerote

reoson he did oll

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