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?"

frowned at his words. "You seem to have a lot of pent-up frustrations, Mr. Kain. Would you like me to refer

when he heard Greg.

he was calling. Huh? But I am calling the

Then, it hit him.

I disturb you, Mr.

You woke me up," Greg said lazily, a hint of seduction lacing his raspy-just-after-sex

at that. "In that case, you continue

We'll see after I

"O-Okay," Philip agreed immediately.

the call

first place anyway. They were supposed to go there so

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

help beating himself up. He shouldn't have taken her at this

and a man with a scar on his face entered at

do for you,

the chef to cook something so my wife can eat when she

Jeb asked, "Your

my wife! You have

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

returned to the bed, then spooned Abigail as

dare ignore Greg's words and announce they

the call, Sasha went over to him. "What did

doesn't want us

at the news. "Sleep? At this hour? Abigail isn't

my call. Are you

in a sour

"I didn't say that. Then are we supposed to wait for Mr. Buckley to wake up and come over to

three of them in the Kain Residence

home. But after waiting over an hour, there

now, seeing that Jonathan was pulling a long face,

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 to death

what her husband

hand, couldn't help feeling restless as well when she noticed Philip still hadn't announced they could start the dinner after

Jonathan,

could he care about being

Jonathan replied with

gritted

announce the

Kain still hasn't come back.

That d*mned woman!

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

How absolutely obnoxious!

the front door, making Emma feel even more

come with me to my room for a while?" Emma

and refused, "No, thanks. I'll just sit here. I still

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

Emma

all you think about

indignation flashed in Emma's

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

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