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. Kain. Would you like me to refer you to

was stunned when he heard

checked who he was calling. Huh? But I am

Then, it hit him.

disturb you,

said

that. "In that case, you

now. We'll see after I wake

"O-Okay," Philip agreed immediately.

the

first place anyway. They were supposed to go there so that Abigail could seek out the truth, but who would have thought

It was already past dinnertime, and Abigail had

himself up. He shouldn't have taken

door, and a man

I do for

so my wife can eat when she wakes

Jeb asked, "Your

wife! You have a problem with

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

Greg returned to the bed, then spooned Abigail as

words and announce they could start the dinner. He looked at

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

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

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

you bulls*tting about? Mr. Buckley answered my call. Are you saying I'm lying

in a

wait for Mr. Buckley to wake up and come over to start the dinner?

them in the Kain Residence that night. Jonathan had

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

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

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.

at that, thinking what her husband

still hadn't announced they could start the dinner

Jonathan, are you hungry?" Philip

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

replied

however, gritted her

didn't Dad announce the

hasn't come

That d*mned woman!

that woman had learned to use such schemes

How absolutely obnoxious!

Jonathan kept looking out the front door, making Emma feel even

why don't you come with me to my room for a while?" Emma suggested

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

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

it got Emma feeling even

your fiancée. Me! But all you think about is that b*tch,

of 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 and get it." She stood

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