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?"

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

when he heard Greg. "Mr.

Huh? But I am calling the

Then, it hit him.

disturb you, Mr.

Greg said lazily, a hint of seduction

case, you

for now. We'll see after I

"O-Okay," Philip agreed immediately.

Greg ended the

the Kains in the first place anyway. They were supposed to go there so that Abigail

a problem. It was already past dinnertime,

He shouldn't have taken

and a man with

do for you,

cook something so my wife can eat when

Jeb asked,

have a problem with

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

to the bed, then spooned Abigail as he yawned,

words and announce they could start the dinner. He looked at

call, Sasha went over to

doesn't want

deep furrow at the news. "Sleep? At this hour? Abigail isn't screwing with us, is

bulls*tting about? Mr. Buckley answered my call.

in a sour

over to start the dinner? Don't tell me we're just gonna sit here and wait. Why don't we eat first?

wasn't just the three of them in the Kain Residence that

soon as he heard Abigail was returning home. But after waiting over an hour, there was still no

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

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

that, thinking what her husband said

still hadn't announced they could start the dinner after calling

No rush. Jonathan,

didn't feel hungry at all. How could he care about being hungry when he

replied

however, gritted

didn't Dad announce

still hasn't come

That d*mned woman!

couldn't believe that woman had learned to use such schemes to

How absolutely obnoxious!

Jonathan kept looking out the front door, making Emma

don't you come with me to my room for a while?"

I'll just sit here. I

hadn't come home, but his indifference and displeasure were already beginning to show on his

it got Emma feeling

your fiancée. Me! But all you think about

indignation flashed

she announced, "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."

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