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

was stunned when he heard Greg. "Mr.

who he was calling. Huh? But

Then, it hit him.

disturb you,

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

case, you continue your sleep, Mr. Buckley. But our

We'll see after

"O-Okay," Philip agreed immediately.

Greg ended the call with

anyway. They were supposed to go there so that Abigail

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

up. He shouldn't have taken her at this

man with a scar on his face entered at

do

so my wife can eat when she wakes

Jeb asked, "Your

You have a

leading Jeb to look down immediately. "No, Sir.

returned to the bed,

ignore Greg's words and announce they could start

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

sleeping, and he doesn't want us

locked into a deep furrow at the news. "Sleep? At this hour? Abigail isn't screwing

answered my call. Are you saying

was clearly in a

to start the dinner? Don't tell me we're just gonna sit here and wait. Why don't we eat first? I'll

all, it wasn't just the three of them in the Kain Residence that night. Jonathan had come over as

a second thought as soon as he heard Abigail was returning home. But after waiting over an

was pulling a long face, Sasha knew she had

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

thinking what her husband said

Philip still hadn't announced they could start the dinner after

a while longer. No rush. Jonathan, are you hungry?" Philip beamed at

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

replied

gritted

didn't Dad announce the

Kain still hasn't come

That d*mned woman!

that woman had learned

How absolutely obnoxious!

the front door, making Emma

why don't you come with me to my room for

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

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

got Emma feeling

I'm your fiancée. Me! But all you think about is

of indignation

Since she's coming back later, I should

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