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?"

of pent-up frustrations, Mr. Kain. Would

when he heard

checked who he was calling. Huh? But I

Then, it hit him.

disturb

woke me up," Greg said lazily, a hint of seduction

you continue your sleep,

for now. We'll see after

"O-Okay," Philip agreed immediately.

ended the call with

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

problem. It was already past

up. He

and a man with a scar on his face entered

do for

so my wife can eat

Jeb asked,

You have a problem

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

to the

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

come back in after making the call, Sasha went over to him. "What did Abigail say? Is

he doesn't want us to bother

a deep furrow at the news. "Sleep? At this hour?

bulls*tting about? Mr. Buckley answered my call. Are you saying I'm

in a

and come over to start the dinner? Don't tell me we're just gonna sit here

all, it wasn't just the three of them in the Kain

without a second thought as soon as he heard Abigail was returning home. But after waiting

was pulling a long face,

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 gonna do if Mr. Buckley shows up mid-meal? Just wait. It's

that, thinking what her husband

other hand, couldn't help feeling restless as well when she noticed Philip still hadn't announced they could start

for a while longer. No rush. Jonathan, are

hungry at all. How could he care about being hungry

Jonathan replied with

gritted her

didn't Dad announce the start of

Abigail Kain still hasn't come back.

That d*mned woman!

had learned to use such schemes to

How absolutely obnoxious!

Jonathan kept looking out the front door,

me to my room

thanks. I'll just sit here. I

home, but his indifference and displeasure were already beginning

Emma feeling even

fiancée. Me! But all you think

hint of indignation flashed in

"Oh, I suddenly remembered. Abigail seemed to have left something in my room. Since she's coming back later, I should go and get it." She

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