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 you like

stunned when he heard Greg.

calling. Huh? But I am calling the

Then, it hit him.

disturb you, Mr.

You woke me up," Greg said lazily, a hint of seduction lacing his raspy-just-after-sex

you continue your sleep, Mr. Buckley. But

tight for now. We'll

"O-Okay," Philip agreed immediately.

Greg ended the call with

the first place anyway. They were supposed to go there so that Abigail could seek out the truth, but who would have thought

hanging up, Greg realized a problem. It was already

couldn't help beating himself up. He

the front door, and a man with a

can I do for you, Mr.

cook something so my wife can eat

Jeb asked,

my wife! You have a

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

returned to the bed, then spooned Abigail

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

the call, Sasha went over to him. "What did Abigail say? Is Mr. Buckley still

doesn't want us

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

are you bulls*tting about? Mr. Buckley answered my

was clearly in a

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

three of them in the Kain Residence

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

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

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 not like anybody's going to starve to death skipping

that, thinking what her

Philip still hadn't announced they could start the dinner after calling Abigail. "Dad, look at the time now. C'mon, let's

while longer. No rush. Jonathan, are you

could he care about being hungry when he

Jonathan replied with a polite

gritted

announce the start

still hasn't come back.

That d*mned woman!

that woman had learned to use such schemes to humiliate

How absolutely obnoxious!

looking out the front door, making Emma feel even

you come with me to

in response and refused, "No, thanks. I'll just sit here. I still have to go back to the company

still hadn't come home, but his indifference and displeasure were already beginning

Emma feeling even

fiancée. Me! But all you

of indignation flashed in Emma's

room. Since she's coming back later,

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