Not One, But Two!

Chapter 149

Chapter 149

"Greg Buckley, are you not afraid that I'll cling to you when you've come into my life?" Abigail asked, a little choked up.

Greg smiled at that and said assertively, "Not at all. I'm more than happy to have you cling to me forever."

Was there anything more touching than romantic sweet nothings?

She kissed Greg's lips, and a session of pas de deux began.

After things ended, Abigail thought she was close to falling apart.

Jesus, Buckley's seriously a monster in bed!

She then supported her sore waist, trying to get up for a shower, but she fell back onto the bed to her dismay, well spent. Fortunately, Greg caught her in time.

"Sweetheart, I know I'm a beast in bed. You don't have to tell me so subtly."

"F*ck off!"

Oh, how she wanted to kick this shameless man in the butt.

Chuckling, Greg carried her in his arms and took her to the bathroom.

Abigail resisted at first, but she was utterly worn out. She could barely lift her arms.

Seeing her like this, Greg felt bad. "I really didn't want to torture you like this, but you're a deadly drug, you know? My sanity dissolves into nothing as soon as I touch you."

"Stop with your bullsh*t and help me wash up."

Hmph, as if I want to listen to your cajolery. However, Abigail's lips still curved up slightly.

Meanwhile, Greg tried his best not to get turned on again, but her soft curves and smooth skin got him on the verge of exploding.

At last, after he was done showering Abigail, he immediately carried her out.

"Take a nap first. I'm going to take a shower."

He went straight back in for a cold shower.

Worn out, Abigail fell asleep as soon as her head hit the pillow.

By the time Greg came out of the bathroom, Abigail had fallen dead asleep with the phone flashing aside. Someone seemed to be calling.

He took the phone away in two shakes, for fear that it would bother her slumber.

His hair was still dripping wet, and he looked super hot with how the water droplets dripped down from his hair.

He walked out with the phone.

Philip was calling.

Greg checked the time to find that it had passed dinnertime. No wonder someone got anxious.

With a cold snort, he slid the screen to answer the call.

Philip's voice boomed instantly on the other end of the line, carrying a hint of rage. "Abigail Kain, what the heck are you doing? Look at the time. Why are you still not back? Didn't you say Mr. Buckley's coming? Are you screwing with me again?"

his words. "You seem to have a lot of pent-up frustrations, Mr. Kain. Would you like

when he

hurriedly checked who he was calling. Huh? But I am calling

Then, it hit him.

disturb you,

woke me up," Greg said

at that. "In that case, you continue your sleep,

We'll see after I

"O-Okay," Philip agreed immediately.

ended the call

planned to have dinner at the Kains in the first place anyway. They were supposed to go there so that

realized a problem. It was already

up. He shouldn't have taken her

and a man with a scar on his face entered at

do for you, Mr.

so my wife can

asked, "Your

You have

to look down immediately. "No,

the bed, then spooned Abigail as

Residence, Philip didn't dare ignore Greg's words and announce they could start the dinner. He looked at his phone, unsure

went over to him. "What did Abigail say? Is Mr. Buckley

he doesn't want us to bother him." Philip

deep furrow at the news. "Sleep? At this hour? Abigail isn't screwing with us,

my call. Are you saying I'm lying

was clearly in

didn't say that. Then are we supposed to wait for Mr. Buckley to wake up and come over to start the dinner? Don't tell me we're just gonna sit here and wait. Why don't we eat first? I'll make another

in the Kain Residence that night. Jonathan

heard Abigail was returning home. But after waiting over

seeing that Jonathan was pulling a long face, Sasha knew she

Philip replied coldly, "The Fraser Family is respectable indeed, but aren't they also dependent on Mr. Buckley? You're telling me we should already entertain Jonathan when his uncle hasn't arrived yet? What are you

at that, thinking what

help feeling restless as well when she noticed Philip still hadn't announced they could start the dinner after calling

longer. No rush. Jonathan, are you

How could he care about being hungry when he

good," Jonathan replied with

however, gritted her

announce the start of

hasn't come back.

That d*mned woman!

had learned to use such schemes to humiliate

How absolutely obnoxious!

out the front door,

don't you come with me to

thanks. I'll just sit here. I still have to go back to the

his indifference and displeasure were already beginning to show on

course, it got Emma feeling

all you think

hint of indignation

of the blue, she announced, "Oh, I suddenly remembered. Abigail seemed to have left something in my room. Since she's coming back

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