Not One, But Two!

Chapter 150

Chapter 150

Then, Victoria's words replayed in Sasha's head.

She was surprised that Victoria abhorred Abigail so much that that woman wanted her to drive Abigail away. But now that Greg was shielding Abigail, how should she make her move?

She would have to think long and hard about it.

At that, Sasha fell into deep thought.

Meanwhile, back in the red-light district, more than an hour had passed when Abigail finally rose. As soon as she opened her eyes, she sensed that she was in someone's arms, and the rhythmic thumps of strong heartbeats reverberating in her ears made her feel exceptionally safe.

She wanted to get up, but just as she shifted, Greg woke up.

"You're up? Are you hungry? Have a little something," he said with a hint of drowsiness.

Sure enough, she felt hungry at once.

As if anyone wouldn't feel hungry after such an intense 'workout'! However, she still asked, "Aren't we going to my dad's for dinner?"

"You think you'll have an appetite there?" Greg grazed her nose as he asked, affectionately doting.

For a moment, she didn't know what to say.

Of course, she wouldn't be able to eat!

She would've already lost all appetite just seeing Philip, Sasha, and Emma's revolting faces.

"Then why did you tell me to call Philip and say we're going over for dinner?"

"I just wanted to mess with him. What law dictates that I have to eat whatever they cooked?"

Abigail genuinely was at a loss for words at his scoundrel behavior now. However, she knew he was only acting so because of her, or he wouldn't even waste his time entertaining Philip.

"Thank you."

Her thanks, however, surprised Greg a little.

"Don't be silly. C'mon, get up and get dressed. I'll have them bring the food in. We'll go to your dad's after we're done eating."

At that, he handed her the clothes he had prepared earlier.

In actuality, Abigail didn't want to prosecute some matters. After all, the damage had been done. Even if she pressed on, the damage wouldn't be alleviated. Plus, she had her two girls now, so she didn't like trouble. If choosing to let things go could have her free from the Kains' troubles, she didn't mind dropping them.

After all, her girls were more important to her.

However, Greg was the one who didn't want to let things go now. Suddenly, Abigail thought a sliver of light had shed on her bleak life, illuminating and warming her.

She took the clothes and got dressed in front of him. No reason for her to act bashful; they had rolled in bed after all. So what if he ogled.

Greg's throat, on the other hand, felt parched, but he dared not have another go at Abigail again.

out of bed hurriedly and headed out with

bring the

"Yes, Sir."

the chef push the

could

She was famished.

walked over and took a seat. Meanwhile, Greg poured two glasses of red wine from the decanter, then

It's not as good as the '82, but it's still nice. I've had them decant it for over an hour. Take a

be honest, Abigail didn't

She grew up neglected.

leave home because of Sasha's plots. Then, in her five years abroad, for the sake of

her for her to try, she

sip under his watchful

think?" He looked expectantly

dry bitterness tingling her taste buds at first, then a whiff

for how it tasted, she couldn't express

still on

unworthy of him, even thinking she was living

he was like a nobleman. His social circle, the food he ate, and even his lifestyle were

it weren't for her girls, she wouldn't have even spent a fortune to

was that she had food to eat and the means to

asked what she thought about

said stiffly, "I've never had Lafite '86 before, so I can't tell. More accurately, I've never really

seemed to be just briefly narrating, not at

Greg was taken aback.

clearly exceeded his

him how Abigail was treated in her family and how she had lived

a moment, he wanted

of red wine from her and said, "Actually, it's not something worth drinking anyway. It's

from her. As he held his cutleries, he took a pause

ask if she enjoyed steak, but he worried that he would hurt her

herself with perfect

his mindfulness, Abigail smiled.

she picked up her cutleries and

"Let me do it."

of him into bite-size pieces before

must be hungry.

her plate over and continued

elegant, like a

good-looking, and how he looked when he was cutting up the steak was

like he could be on The Sexiest Man Alive

stare, Greg looked up and asked with a smile, "What

thought you looked

And then, she froze.

she just hit on

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