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?"

frowned at his words. "You seem to have a lot of pent-up frustrations, Mr. Kain.

stunned when he

was calling. Huh? But I am calling the right

Then, it hit him.

I disturb

said lazily, a hint of seduction

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

tight for now. We'll see after I wake

"O-Okay," Philip agreed immediately.

Greg ended the call

never planned to have dinner at the Kains in the first place anyway. They were supposed to go there so that Abigail could seek out the truth, but who would have thought Philip

a problem. It was already

He shouldn't

shouted toward the front door, and a man with a

I do

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

asked, "Your

have a

him in response, leading Jeb to look down immediately. "No,

returned to the bed, then spooned Abigail

and announce they could start the dinner.

come back in after making the call, Sasha went over to

doesn't want us to bother him." Philip sounded

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

Mr. Buckley answered my call.

clearly in

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

them in the Kain

without a second thought as soon as he heard Abigail was returning home. But after waiting over an hour, there

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

uncle hasn't arrived yet? What are you

nodded at that, thinking what her

noticed Philip still hadn't announced they could start the dinner after calling Abigail. "Dad,

No rush. Jonathan, are you hungry?" Philip beamed at

he care about being hungry when he needed to create an opportunity to see

replied

gritted

Dad announce the

still hasn't come

That d*mned woman!

that woman had learned to use

How absolutely obnoxious!

kept looking out the front door, making

don't you come with me to my

I

home, but his indifference and displeasure were already beginning to

Emma feeling even more

your fiancée. Me! But all you

hint of indignation

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

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