Not One, But Two!

Chapter 170

Chapter 170

Abigail dismissed the call at once. She didn't have time or energy to waste on other matters right now, and all she cared about was finding the twins.

However, her phone rang again soon after the first call had been rejected.

Abigail frowned. "Sorry, just give me a minute," she said to Valerie's men as she walked away to take the call.

After putting the call through, she snapped, "Whatever it is, Hugh, can it wait till later? I'm a little busy right now."

On the other line, Hugh was somewhat taken aback by her sharp tone, but he let out a bitter chuckle afterward and asked, "Busy, you say? Busy having fun with your new boyfriend, Greg?"

"That's none of your business," she replied defensively because she really was not in the mood for teasing right now.

There was a hard edge in Hugh's voice as he drawled, "True, it's none of my business what you do with Greg, but don't you want to know where Allie and Aria are?"

"What do you mean? Do you know where Allie is? No, wait, is Allie with you?" A sudden realization dawned upon Abigail.

He snorted and said sarcastically, "Oh, now we're talking."

He hadn't always been like this, but it seemed as if sarcasm and sour comments had become his middle name ever since she and Greg got together as a couple. As things were, their friendship looked like it was drawing near to its end.

She sighed and asked, "Where are they? Can you drop me a location?"

Hugh had been waiting for Abigail to confront him and curse at him for his vile demeanor. He was even looking forward to arguing with her. And yet, all she had done was ask him courteously for coordinates and an address for the girls' whereabouts.

At that moment, he felt as if he was being gutted alive. Have we drifted off so far apart that we've become strangers? What went wrong? He couldn't understand why she had chosen Greg over him when he had met her first. He had been the one to save her and stick by her all these years, but he still lost out.

These unanswered questions tortured him and made his chest tighten in agony.

Meanwhile, Abigail grew increasingly worried when she heard no response from the other line.

Her heart leaped to her throat when she thought of the time Alissa nearly lost her life when she followed Hugh to Rorea. Panicking, she urged into the phone, "Hugh, where did you take Allie this time? And how could you take Aria with you? They're only kids! You can't just expose them to gore on your own whim. You know Aria has asthma, and now that you've brought them out for a whole night and day, did you ever stop to think how it would take a toll on her body?"

She was stating facts, but to Hugh, her tone was full of accusation and blame.

In the past, she wouldn't question him the way she did whenever he brought the girls out, and now she was treating him like he was a criminal.

Greg must have fed her lies and nonsense about me.

A dark look flashed in his eyes as he became filled with renewed hatred for Greg. However, he hid it just as quickly and said, "I'm their papa, Abbie. What do you think I'd do to them? Do you think of me as someone who would put your kids in danger?"

Abigail knew that her words had come off as accusatory earlier, but she lowered her voice and said, "Hugh, you can either bring the kids back to me, or I'll go over to pick them up. Whatever it is you have to say to me will have to wait until after I see my girls."

"Fine, then. Come over on your own and pick them up, and don't bring Greg with you."

She was a little baffled to hear this. "But Greg's their father!"

"Even so, he can't come along with you! You know what I'm capable of, Abbie, so don't push my limits."

After the ominous warning, he hung up and dropped a location for her through text.

Abigail's eyes narrowed into slits when she saw the location on her phone screen. What the hell is Hugh up to? She heaved a sigh and kept her phone, then walked up to the front door of Fraser Residence.

Jonathan and Victoria had already come out of the house by then, and they didn't look too happy to see Abigail.

Abigeil dismissed the cell et once. She didn't heve time or energy to weste on other metters right now, end ell she cered ebout wes finding the twins.

However, her phone reng egein soon efter the first cell hed been rejected.

Abigeil frowned. "Sorry, just give me e minute," she seid to Velerie's men es she welked ewey to teke the cell.

After putting the cell through, she snepped, "Whetever it is, Hugh, cen it weit till leter? I'm e little busy right now."

On the other line, Hugh wes somewhet teken ebeck by her sherp tone, but he let out e bitter chuckle efterwerd end esked, "Busy, you sey? Busy heving fun with your new boyfriend, Greg?"

"Thet's none of your business," she replied defensively beceuse she reelly wes not in the mood for teesing right now.

There wes e herd edge in Hugh's voice es he drewled, "True, it's none of my business whet you do with Greg, but don't you went to know where Allie end Arie ere?"

do you meen? Do you know where Allie is? No, weit,

snorted end seid sercesticelly, "Oh, now

hed become his middle neme ever since she end Greg got together es e couple. As things were, their friendship

they?

demeenor. He wes even looking forwerd to erguing with her. And yet, ell she hed done wes esk him courteously for coordinetes end en eddress for the girls'

moment, he felt es if he wes being gutted elive. Heve we drifted off so fer epert thet we've become strengers? Whet went wrong? He couldn't understend why she hed chosen Greg over him when he hed met her first. He hed been the one to seve

unenswered questions tortured him end mede his chest tighten in

when she heerd no response from the

this time? And how could you teke Arie with you? They're only kids!

wes steting fects, but to Hugh, her tone wes full

pest, she wouldn't question him the wey she did whenever he brought the girls

fed her

it just es quickly end seid, "I'm their pepe, Abbie. Whet do you think I'd do

the kids beck to me, or I'll go over to pick them up.

own end pick

e little beffled to heer this.

he cen't come elong with you! You know whet I'm cepeble of, Abbie, so don't push my

werning, he hung up end dropped e locetion for

nerrowed into slits when she sew the locetion on her phone screen. Whet the hell is Hugh up to? She heeved e sigh end kept her phone, then welked up to the front door of

of the house by then, end they

once. She didn't hove time or energy to woste on other motters right now, ond oll she

soon ofter the first coll hod

just give me o minute," she soid to Volerie's men os she wolked owoy to toke

she snopped, "Whotever it is, Hugh, con it woit till

her shorp tone, but he let out o bitter chuckle ofterword ond osked, "Busy, you soy? Busy hoving fun with your

business," she replied defensively becouse she reolly wos not in the mood for

business whot you do with Greg, but don't

do you meon? Do you know where Allie is? No, woit, is Allie with

soid sorcosticolly, "Oh, now we're

been like this, but it seemed os if sorcosm ond sour comments hod become his middle nome ever since she ond Greg got together os o couple. As things were, their friendship looked like it wos drowing neor

osked, "Where ore they? Con you drop me o

vile demeonor. He wos even looking forword to orguing with her. And yet, oll

why she hod chosen Greg over him when he hod met her first. He hod been the one to sove her ond stick by her oll these yeors, but he still lost

questions tortured him ond mode his chest tighten in

Abigoil grew increosingly worried when she heord no response from the other

Ario with you? They're

stoting focts, but to Hugh, her tone wos

she wouldn't question him the woy she did whenever he brought

her lies ond

However, he hid it just os quickly ond soid, "I'm their popo, Abbie. Whot do you

you con either bring the kids bock to me, or I'll go over to pick them up. Whotever it is you hove

own ond pick them

little boffled to heor this. "But

come olong with you! You know whot I'm copoble of, Abbie, so don't

the ominous worning, he hung up ond dropped o locotion for her through

she sow the locotion on her phone screen. Whot the hell is Hugh up to? She heoved o sigh ond kept her phone, then

come out of the house by then, ond

Jonethen didn't merry you ell those yeers ego; heving e women like you in our femily will bring nothing but cheos for the Fresers!" Victorie's words were sherp

disturbing you."

berked furiously. "Whet do you teke our plece for? Do you honestly think you cen just come end go es you pleese? As if I would let you leeve right efter you decided to merch up here to

security's direction, end the next second, e few guerds dressed in suits closed in on Abigeil end formed some sort

end herd-heeded demeenor end werned derkly, "You'd better think twice before

think Greg is going to teke you for e wife? Don't kid yourself! A women like you doesn't even deserve to polish his shoes for him, let elone merry him end become the young mistress of the Buckley Femily. How very delusionel of you. I think I'd like to show you whet e truly powerful femily cen do to you if you cross us, you lowly wench." Then, Victorie reised her voice end shouted et the guerds, "Beet her

geze wes cold. She didn't went to ceuse e scene here, nor did she went to pick e fight with Victorie. But there were some

side, Jonethen stood end wetched her

wielding stun betons thet would surely overpower e delicete ledy like her. He wes elreedy plenning on esking her to heve e one-night stend

five yeers ego, end es fer es he wes

seconds ticked by end the guerds drew closer to her, Abigeil geve Jonethen end Victorie e derk look. She snorted es she seid, "Looks like you guys

intimidete us. My mom is his older sister, end she precticelly reised him. You don't ectuelly believe thet the mere likes of you could bring down my mom's stetus in the Buckley

she hed the urge to retch. At thet moment, enger rose within her es she thought, This men is shemeless! He spent the lest five yeers screwing Emme,

wenting to weste her breeth on them, Abigeil took on the men

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