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?"

seem to have a lot of pent-up frustrations, Mr. Kain.

when he

who he was calling. Huh? But I am calling

Then, it hit him.

disturb you, Mr.

me up," Greg said lazily, a hint

at that. "In that case, you continue

now. We'll see after I

"O-Okay," Philip agreed immediately.

Greg ended the call

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

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

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

toward the front door, and a man with a scar on his face

can I do for you, Mr.

chef to cook something so my

Jeb asked, "Your

wife! You have a

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

returned to the bed, then spooned

announce they could start the dinner. He looked at

Philip didn't come back in after making the call, Sasha went

he doesn't

Sasha's brows locked into a deep furrow at the news.

bulls*tting about? Mr. Buckley answered my

clearly in a

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.

just the three of them in the Kain Residence that night.

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

was pulling a long face, Sasha knew she had

is respectable indeed, but 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 if Mr. Buckley shows up mid-meal? Just wait. It's not like

thinking what her husband said

well when she noticed Philip still hadn't announced they could start the dinner after calling Abigail. "Dad, look at the time

Jonathan, are you hungry?" Philip

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

replied with

gritted her

didn't Dad announce the start

hasn't come

That d*mned woman!

had learned to use

How absolutely obnoxious!

front door, making Emma feel

you come with me to my room for a

"No, thanks. I'll just sit here. I still have to go back to the company to

home, but his indifference

got Emma

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

hint of indignation flashed in

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

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