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

was stunned when he heard

who he was calling. Huh? But I

Then, it hit him.

disturb you, Mr.

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

that. "In that case, you continue your sleep, Mr.

We'll see after I wake

"O-Okay," Philip agreed immediately.

Greg ended the

They were supposed to go there so that Abigail could seek out the truth, but who would have thought Philip thought he

It was already

up. He shouldn't have taken her at this

the front door, and a man with a

I do for you, Mr.

my wife

Jeb asked,

my wife! You have a problem with

leading Jeb to look down

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

the Kain Residence, Philip didn't dare ignore Greg's words and announce they could start the

making the call, Sasha went over to him. "What did Abigail say? Is

sleeping, and he doesn't want us

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

Mr. Buckley answered my call.

was clearly in a

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 first? I'll make another

the three of them in the Kain Residence that night. Jonathan had

returning home. But after waiting over an hour, there was still

a long face, Sasha knew she

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

nodded at that, thinking what her husband

they could

Jonathan,

all. How could he care about being hungry when he needed to create an opportunity to

good," Jonathan replied with

however, gritted her

Dad announce the start of

hasn't come back. That's

That d*mned woman!

that woman had learned to use such

How absolutely obnoxious!

kept looking out the front door, making

me to my

here. I still have to go back to

Emma why Abigail still hadn't come home, but his indifference and displeasure were already beginning to

got Emma feeling

fiancée. Me! But all you think about is

of indignation flashed in Emma's

seemed to have left something in my room. Since she's coming back

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