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?"

seem to have a lot of pent-up frustrations,

when he heard Greg.

Huh? But I am

Then, it hit him.

disturb you,

sleeping. You woke me up," Greg said lazily, a hint of seduction lacing

that case, you continue your

We'll see after I wake

"O-Okay," Philip agreed immediately.

Greg ended the call with

there so that Abigail could seek out the truth, but who would have thought Philip thought he really was

Greg realized a problem. It was already past dinnertime,

up. He shouldn't have taken her

man with a scar

can I do for you, Mr.

to cook something so my

Jeb asked, "Your

wife! You have

response, leading Jeb to look down immediately. "No,

way, Greg returned to the bed, then spooned Abigail as he yawned,

dare ignore Greg's words and announce they could start

that Philip didn't come back in after making the call, Sasha went over to him. "What did Abigail say? Is Mr. Buckley still

and he doesn't want

into a deep furrow at the news.

about? Mr. Buckley answered my call. Are

was clearly in a

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

of them in the Kain Residence that night. Jonathan

home. But after waiting over an hour, there was still no sign of her.

was pulling a long face, Sasha

uncle hasn't arrived yet? What are you gonna do if Mr. Buckley shows up mid-meal? Just wait. It's not like anybody's going to starve to death skipping

that, thinking what her husband

help feeling restless as well when she noticed Philip still hadn't announced they could start the dinner after calling Abigail. "Dad, look at

while longer. No rush. Jonathan,

about being hungry

replied with a

gritted

didn't Dad announce the

hasn't come back.

That d*mned woman!

that woman had learned to use such schemes to humiliate

How absolutely obnoxious!

Jonathan kept looking out the front door, making Emma feel

come with me to my room for a while?" Emma

"No, thanks. I'll just sit here. I still

home, but his indifference and

Emma

all you think about is

indignation flashed in Emma's

Abigail seemed to have left something in my room. Since she's coming back later, I

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