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?"

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

stunned when he

hurriedly checked who he was calling. Huh? But I am calling the

Then, it hit him.

disturb you, Mr.

You woke me up," Greg said lazily, a

chuckled dryly at that. "In that case, you continue your sleep, Mr. Buckley. But our

We'll see after I

"O-Okay," Philip agreed immediately.

the call

first place anyway. They were supposed to go there

realized a problem. It was already past

up. He shouldn't

and a man with a scar on his face

I do

my wife can eat

Jeb asked, "Your

You have a

to look down immediately. "No, Sir.

sending Jeb on his way, Greg returned to the bed, then spooned

at 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

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

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

answered my call. Are

clearly in

Then are we supposed to wait for Mr. Buckley to wake up and come over to start the dinner?

of them in the Kain Residence that night. Jonathan had

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

that Jonathan 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 not like anybody's going to starve to death skipping one

nodded at that, thinking what her husband said

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

longer. No rush. Jonathan, are you

about being hungry when

Jonathan replied with a

gritted her

Dad announce

still hasn't come back.

That d*mned woman!

believe that woman had learned to use

How absolutely obnoxious!

Jonathan kept looking out the front door, making

with me to my room for a

"No, thanks. I'll just sit here. I still have to go back to the company to deal

hadn't come home, but his indifference and displeasure

it got Emma feeling

fiancée. Me! But all you think about is that

of indignation flashed in Emma's

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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