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.

stunned when he heard Greg. "Mr.

hurriedly checked who he was calling. Huh?

Then, it hit him.

I disturb you, Mr.

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

case, you

We'll

"O-Okay," Philip agreed immediately.

Greg ended the call

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

was already past dinnertime, and

up. He shouldn't have taken her at

the front door, and a man with a scar on his face entered at

I do for

to cook something so my

Jeb asked, "Your

wife! You have a problem

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

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

ignore Greg's words and announce they could start the dinner. He looked at his phone, unsure of what

that Philip didn't come back in after making the call, Sasha went over to him. "What did Abigail say? Is

coming. But he's sleeping, and he doesn't want us to bother him." Philip

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

Mr. Buckley answered my call. Are

in a sour

for Mr. Buckley to wake up and come over to start

the Kain Residence that night. Jonathan had

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

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

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?

what her husband said was

they could start the

No rush. Jonathan, are you hungry?"

he care about being hungry when he needed to create

Jonathan replied with a polite

however, gritted

announce the

hasn't come

That d*mned woman!

learned to use such schemes to

How absolutely obnoxious!

looking out the front door, making Emma feel

to my room for a

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

Emma why Abigail still hadn't come home, but his indifference

Emma feeling even more

Me! But all you think about

hint of indignation flashed in

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

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