Not One, But Two!

Chapter 196

Chapter 196

"I'm being mean? Are you serious right now, Abigail?" Greg wanted to throttle the woman in front of him. He didn't think he was being mean, not when she was the one who had stormed out of the burrito shack and nearly put him in an awkward position with the waiter who thought he would not pay the bill. She even threatened to beat me up, yet I'm the mean one?

He knew she was putting on an act, but he still couldn't bring himself to raise his voice at her now that she was on the verge of crying.

"Don't cry!" he growled, even though he was aware that she wasn't actually going to cry.

At that moment, Abigail felt that it was only by sheer luck—or by some divine intervention—that he had managed to snag her as a girlfriend. Seeing how Greg was so dim-witted when it came to love, surely he couldn't keep a relationship to save himself.

"Can't you be a little more romantic, Greg? Don't you know now's the time for you to tell me you love me, and that I don't have to be afraid because you'll be here for me—all that stuff?"

"Hell no!" he cussed very unromantically, which made the corner of Abigail's mouth twitch in disbelief.

She ought to have known better than to try and needle sympathy out of him while he was jealous; indeed, that was a bad call. After reflecting on this, she took a deep breath and said, "I think I twisted my ankle."

"What?" Greg was not convinced by this. She did not look like someone who had just twisted their ankle when she was batting her eyelashes at him earlier. That said, he did notice that she had not so much as moved since he saved her from getting hit by the van. He frowned and snapped, "Don't move!"

He crouched down hastily. Not at all concerned about how others might look at him, he rolled up her trouser leg. When he saw that her left ankle was swollen, he turned grim. "You must be a couple cards short of a full deck, Abigail. Why did you prattle on about nonsense when you should have told me you twisted your ankle immediately?"

With that, he scooped her up into his arms and began to run.

Abigail pouted when he scolded her, but soon, her lips tipped up in a small smile. She had only twisted her ankle; there was no torn ligament or fractured bone, and yet, it was so worth it to play up the pain just to see Greg panic over her very minor injury.

At the thought of this, she wound her arms around his neck and pressed her ear to his chest. As she listened to the strong and steady beating of his heart, the pain in her ankle seemed to wane.

Meanwhile, Greg wasted no time in bringing her to the hospital.

She was a little frustrated as she pointed out, "It's just a sprain, Greg. I can treat it myself. Have you forgotten that I'm a doctor?"

"That doesn't mean you can treat yourself. What if you slip up and give yourself life-long side effects or something? I think it's safer for you to go to the hospital."

With that, he drove over to the hospital in Northern Harrion. They could have gone to the hospital downtown since it was a much shorter drive, but when he decided to head north, she knew instantly that it was a deliberate choice on his part.

all the way on the other side of the city. It was the opposite end of where

Abigail thought wryly as she sighed. Indeed, a

couldn't risk making Greg more upset by suggesting they go back home. As such, she waited until Greg had gone up to the front desk to register herself as a patient before she

got injured in an ambush, and he's lying at my place now. I'm tied up at the moment, so I was wondering if you could do me a favor and go over

her senior in medical school five years ago. They used to be close friends, but because they had parted so hastily, she never got to keep in touch with Violet. They met again at an international symposium after that, and it was only then did they exchange contact numbers. However, they were both so tied up at work that they couldn't

ask Violet for this favor, the

to take a break, but since you're the one asking,

you the password for

wrapped up their exchange quickly and hung up the

about Hugh, she could focus on

finished registering at the front desk and returned to see Abigail sitting in the waiting area like a perfect angel, he visibly

bit longer. I've asked to see a specialist,

turn soon, which obviously meant he had pulled some strings. However, the fact that he had asked for a specialist amused

to point this out to Greg, and she allowed him to carry her into

my girlfriend is seriously injured; she sprained her ankle," he

the doctor, only to be surprised when she saw that it

on Friday mornings as a specialist-on-circuit," he explained with

a specialist sit in as a doctor in other hospitals, and the only exception was if that

but she was just taken aback

a look

"Okay."

up at the nervous wreck that was Greg. Then,

panicked at once. "What? Does that mean she has

whispered, "Don't frighten him like that.

rules from the shadow world could be easily spooked! Dr. Kain, are you sure you're talking about this guy right

fun of by Cody. "Are you crazy? She's injured! Do you really think now's the time for you to be joking? You'd better watch yourself, or I'll have

ankle, and some pain relief ointment and a gentle massage will do the trick. In fact, she'd probably be able to walk by this afternoon. Now, scram!" He feigned annoyance as

What if she does have

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