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?"

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

stunned when he

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

Then, it hit him.

I disturb

was sleeping. You woke me up," Greg said lazily, a

that. "In that case, you

We'll see

"O-Okay," Philip agreed immediately.

the

there so that Abigail could seek out the truth,

hanging up, Greg realized a problem. It was already past dinnertime, and Abigail had

help beating himself up. He shouldn't have taken

shouted toward the front door, and a man with a scar on his

I do

the chef to cook something so my wife

Jeb asked,

have a problem with

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

the bed, then spooned Abigail as he yawned, drifting

Philip didn't dare ignore Greg's words and announce they could start the dinner. He looked at his phone, unsure of what to

after making the call, Sasha went

sleeping, and he doesn't want us to

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

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

clearly in a sour

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

the Kain Residence

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

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

Jonathan when his uncle hasn't arrived yet? What are you gonna do if Mr. Buckley

at that, thinking what her husband said was

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

while longer. No rush. Jonathan,

at all. How could he care about being hungry

good," Jonathan replied

gritted

Dad announce

still hasn't come

That d*mned woman!

learned to

How absolutely obnoxious!

Jonathan kept looking out the front door,

come with me to my room

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

home, but his indifference and displeasure were

it got Emma feeling

fiancée. Me! But all you think about

of indignation flashed in Emma's

the blue, she announced, "Oh, I suddenly remembered. Abigail seemed to have left something in my room. Since she's coming back later,

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