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

stunned when he

calling. Huh? But I am calling the right

Then, it hit him.

I disturb you,

I was sleeping. You woke me up," Greg said lazily, a hint of seduction lacing

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

tight for now. We'll see after I

"O-Okay," Philip agreed immediately.

Greg ended the call with

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

It was already past dinnertime,

He shouldn't have taken her

and a man with a scar on his face entered

do for

chef to cook something so my wife

Jeb asked,

wife! You have a problem

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

Jeb on his way, Greg returned to the bed, then spooned Abigail as he

they could start the

Sasha went

he's sleeping, and he doesn't want us to bother

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

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

was clearly in a sour

that, 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 tell me we're just gonna sit here and wait. Why don't we eat

of them in the Kain Residence that night. Jonathan had

Abigail was returning home. But after waiting over an hour,

a long face, Sasha knew she had to give Philip

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

thinking what her

feeling restless as well when she noticed Philip still hadn't announced they could start the dinner after calling Abigail.

longer. No rush. Jonathan,

care about being hungry when he needed

replied with a

gritted her

announce

hasn't come

That d*mned woman!

woman had learned to use such schemes to

How absolutely obnoxious!

Jonathan kept looking out the front door, making Emma feel even

don't you come with me to

just sit here. I

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

it got Emma

Me! But all

indignation flashed in

remembered. Abigail seemed to have left something in my room. Since she's coming back later, I should go and get it." She stood up as

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