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?"

a lot of pent-up

stunned when he heard

calling. Huh? But I am calling

Then, it hit him.

I disturb you, Mr.

Greg said lazily, a

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

We'll see after

"O-Okay," Philip agreed immediately.

Greg ended the call with

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

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

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

man with

do for you,

chef to cook something so my wife

Jeb asked, "Your

have a problem with

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

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

they could start the dinner. He looked at

come back in after making the call, Sasha went over to him. "What

doesn't want

news. "Sleep?

about? Mr. Buckley answered my call.

was clearly in a

to start the dinner? Don't tell

in the Kain Residence that night. Jonathan had come over as

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

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

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

at that, thinking what her husband said was

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

for a while longer. No rush. Jonathan,

feel hungry at all. How could he care about being hungry when

Jonathan replied with

gritted her

announce the start

still hasn't

That d*mned woman!

learned to use such schemes

How absolutely obnoxious!

front door, making Emma feel

don't you come with me to

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

Abigail still hadn't come home, but his indifference and

it got Emma feeling even more

all you think about

hint of indignation flashed in Emma's

of the blue, she announced, "Oh, I suddenly 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 she spoke, heading

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