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.

stunned when he heard Greg.

checked who he was calling. Huh? But I

Then, it hit him.

disturb

up," Greg said lazily, a hint of seduction

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

for now. We'll see

"O-Okay," Philip agreed immediately.

Greg ended the call

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

problem. It was

beating himself up. He shouldn't have taken

toward the front door, and a man with a scar

I do

so my wife can eat when she wakes

Jeb asked,

my wife! You have

at him in response, leading Jeb to look down immediately.

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

they could start the dinner. He looked at

Sasha went over to him. "What did Abigail say? Is Mr. Buckley still

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

deep furrow at the news. "Sleep? At this hour? Abigail isn't screwing with us,

about? Mr. Buckley answered my call. Are you saying

clearly in a sour

over to start the dinner?

the three of them in the Kain Residence that night.

rushed over without a second thought as soon as he heard Abigail was returning home. But

face,

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

at that, thinking what her husband

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

Jonathan, are

didn't feel hungry at all. How could he care about being hungry when he needed to create an opportunity to

Jonathan replied with a

gritted her

didn't Dad announce the start

hasn't come

That d*mned woman!

that woman had learned to

How absolutely obnoxious!

out the front door, making Emma feel even

with me to

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

come home, but his indifference and displeasure were already

it got Emma feeling

But all you

hint of indignation flashed

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

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