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?"

have a lot of pent-up frustrations, Mr. Kain. Would you

when he heard Greg. "Mr.

checked who he was calling. Huh?

Then, it hit him.

I disturb you,

Greg said lazily, a hint of seduction lacing

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

We'll see after I

"O-Okay," Philip agreed immediately.

the call with

at the Kains in the first place anyway. They were supposed to go there so that Abigail could seek out the

a problem. It was

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

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

I do

to cook something so my wife can

asked,

You have a problem with

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

to the bed, then spooned Abigail as he yawned,

didn't dare ignore Greg's words and announce they could

Sasha went over

sleeping, and he doesn't want

locked into a deep furrow at the news. "Sleep? At

Buckley answered my call. Are

in a sour

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

the Kain Residence

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

that Jonathan was pulling a long face, Sasha knew she had to give Philip a

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 anybody's going to starve to death

what her husband said was

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

longer. No rush. Jonathan,

being hungry when he needed to create an opportunity to

Jonathan replied with

gritted her

announce the start of

hasn't come back. That's

That d*mned woman!

that woman had learned to use such schemes to humiliate

How absolutely obnoxious!

looking out the front

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

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

but his indifference and displeasure were already beginning

it got Emma feeling even

But all you think

indignation flashed in Emma's

seemed to have left something in my room. Since she's coming back later, I should go and get it." She stood up as

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