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?"

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

was stunned when he heard Greg.

checked who he was calling. Huh? But

Then, it hit him.

I disturb you, Mr.

You woke me up," Greg said lazily, a hint

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

for now. We'll see after I wake

"O-Okay," Philip agreed immediately.

Greg ended the

go there so that Abigail could seek out the truth, but

problem. It was already past dinnertime, and

beating himself up. He shouldn't have taken her at

man with a scar on his face entered

can I do for

the chef to cook something so my wife can eat when she wakes

asked,

my wife! You have a problem

at him in response, leading Jeb to look down immediately.

his way, Greg returned to the

Residence, Philip didn't dare ignore Greg's words and announce they could

making the call, Sasha went over

But he's sleeping, and he doesn't want us to

brows locked into a deep furrow at the news. "Sleep? At this hour? Abigail

my call. Are you saying I'm lying

in a sour

hurriedly corrected herself. "I 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

just the three of them in the Kain Residence that night. Jonathan had come over

thought as soon as he heard Abigail was returning home. But after waiting over an hour, there was still no sign of her. So, he couldn't help

a long face, Sasha knew she had to

You're telling me we should already entertain Jonathan when his uncle hasn't arrived yet? What are you gonna do if Mr. Buckley shows up mid-meal? Just wait.

at that, thinking what her husband said was

announced they could start the dinner after calling Abigail. "Dad, look at the time now. C'mon, let's start the

for a while longer. No rush. Jonathan,

care about being hungry when he needed to create an

Jonathan replied

however, gritted

didn't Dad announce the start of

hasn't come

That d*mned woman!

woman had learned

How absolutely obnoxious!

the front door, making Emma feel even more

why don't you come with me to my

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

his indifference and displeasure were already beginning to

Emma feeling even more

I'm your fiancée. Me! But all

indignation flashed in

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

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