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?"

of pent-up frustrations, Mr. Kain. Would you like me to refer you to

stunned when he heard Greg. "Mr.

calling. Huh? But I am calling

Then, it hit him.

disturb you, Mr.

Greg said lazily, a hint

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

We'll see after I wake

"O-Okay," Philip agreed immediately.

the call with

supposed to go there so that Abigail

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

help beating himself up. He shouldn't

Greg shouted toward the front door, and a man with a

I do for

my wife can eat

asked,

You have a problem

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

Jeb on his way, Greg returned to the bed, then

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

after making the call, Sasha went over to him.

he's sleeping, and he doesn't want us

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

Buckley answered my

was clearly in a

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

them in the Kain

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

pulling a long face, Sasha knew she had to give

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

what her husband said

help feeling restless as well when she noticed Philip still hadn't announced they could start

a while longer. No rush. Jonathan, are you

about being hungry when he needed

replied with a polite

however, gritted her

Dad announce the

hasn't come

That d*mned woman!

believe that woman had learned to use such schemes

How absolutely obnoxious!

Jonathan kept looking out the front

me to my room for a

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

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

Emma feeling

But all you think

indignation

of the blue, she announced, "Oh, I suddenly remembered. Abigail seemed to have left something in my room. Since

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