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.

hurriedly and headed out with a

bring the

"Yes, Sir."

push the food trolley

certain she could swallow a whole

She was famished.

over and took a seat. Meanwhile, Greg poured two glasses of red

good as the '82, but it's still nice. I've had them decant it for over

Abigail didn't

She grew up neglected.

was forced to leave home because of Sasha's plots. Then, in her five years abroad, for the sake of her twins, her survival, and her job, she didn't have much time or opportunity to

when Greg placed the red wine before her for her to try, she was actually a little freaked out. However, she didn't let

sip

think?" He looked expectantly at

her taste buds at first, then a whiff

tasted, she couldn't

expectant gaze was still on

was unworthy of him, even thinking she was living better than anyone

being a gangster, reckless, and brash, he was like a nobleman. His social circle, the food he ate, and even his

girls, she wouldn't have even spent a fortune

was that she had food to eat and the means to survive. She never gave too much thought or attention

she thought about the wine, she really didn't know how to

Abigail said stiffly, "I've never had Lafite '86 before, so I can't tell. More accurately, I've never really had red wine before or even drank any

seemed to be just briefly narrating, not

Greg was taken aback.

clearly exceeded

treated in her family and how she had lived

a moment, he wanted to beat himself

and said, "Actually, it's not something worth drinking anyway. It's nice that you don't

somewhat awkwardly across from her. As he held his cutleries, he took a

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

herself with perfect

smiled. "I have had

picked up her cutleries and

"Let me do it."

cut the steak in front of him into bite-size pieces before pushing

must be hungry. Go

spoke, he took her plate

movements were elegant, like

good-looking, and how he

could

and asked with

thought you looked

And then, she froze.

just hit

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