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?"

lot of pent-up frustrations, Mr. Kain. Would

he heard Greg.

was calling. Huh? But I am calling the

Then, it hit him.

I disturb you, Mr.

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

at that. "In that case, you continue your

now. We'll see

"O-Okay," Philip agreed immediately.

the

there

realized a problem. It was already past dinnertime, and Abigail

help beating himself up. He shouldn't

shouted toward the front door, and a man with a scar on his face entered

do for you, Mr.

to cook something so my wife can eat when

asked, "Your

my wife! You have

glared at him in response, leading Jeb to look down immediately. "No, Sir. I'll see to it

returned to the bed, then spooned Abigail as

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

didn't come back in after making the call, Sasha went over to him. "What did Abigail say?

coming. But he's sleeping, and he doesn't want us to bother him."

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

my call. Are you saying

was clearly in a

that, Sasha 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.

the three of them in the Kain

second thought as soon as he heard Abigail was returning home. But

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

Jonathan when his uncle hasn't arrived yet?

that, thinking what her husband said was

she noticed Philip still hadn't announced they could

for a while longer. No rush. Jonathan, are you hungry?"

care about being hungry when he needed to create an

Jonathan replied with a

gritted her

announce the start of

still hasn't come

That d*mned woman!

that woman had learned to use such

How absolutely obnoxious!

front door,

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

here. I still have to go back to

hadn't come home, but his indifference and displeasure

course, it got Emma feeling

But all you think about

hint of indignation

seemed to have left something in my room. Since she's coming back later, I should go and get it." She stood up as she

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