Not One, But Two!

Chapter 225

Abigail's leg began to throb in pain. She had been walking for so long that it had started protesting at her rough treatment.

She returned to her car and took off her shoes to see her ankle swelling. Even if her medical tincture was unique, it was not a miracle cure because her ankle would not get better instantly.

The pain nearly overwhelmed her, but she clung to her worry for Greg.

He was definitely heavily injured. Why else would he refuse to let her know where he was and reject all of her calls?

The nerve of the man!

Once she had found him, she would definitely give him a proper beating.

She sat there, brooding. Eventually, the pain began to fade away slightly. Finally, she wore her shoes again and started driving to the secret hospital at breakneck speed.

It was located in a private residential area on the city's outskirts. There were many guards stationed around the gate. When they spotted Abigail's car pulling closer, one of them stepped up to stop her.

"Apologies, Miss. This is a private residence. Please leave."

Abigail turned to look at the forest and grass plain behind the mansion. "Is that area also part of the private residence?"

"Our young master owns this part of the land. Hence, you cannot enter."

She heard the order for her to scram loud and clear, so she decided to get straight to the point. "I'm looking for Greg Buckley or Benjamin Wallis."

The security guard was stunned. "Who are you to Mr. Buckley?"

"I am his wife."

When the guards heard that, they froze.

"Mr. Buckley has yet to marry or be engaged. He does not even have a girlfriend. Please leave!"

The guard speaking began to reach for the weapon strapped to his waist.

She glanced at his belt. Something was bulging near the area that seemed like a gun.

No civilian in this country was allowed to bear arms, yet he was blatantly carrying his guns around. Was he not afraid she would report them?

She suddenly realized there was something unfamiliar about these men.

While she did not know everyone who worked with Greg, these men had a specific air around them that those people did not. These men felt like soldiers.

"You are military?"

The man's face clouded over. "Stay, and you only have yourself to blame for what happens."

Abigail was right in her guess.

The guards were soldiers.

This had gone far beyond her expectations. Nevertheless, it was not up to them to deny her access to where she wanted to go or who she wanted to see.

"Move! I will say it one more time; I am here for Greg!"

out of the car in a

his eyes went cold. "Pardon us for our crass manners,

He then attacked her.

punched one of the guards

most fragile spot on a person's face. The taste of blood and pain made the man

other guards all turned to look over

had a proper fight. There had been so much stress building up lately that she had been feeling

out of her jacket, revealing

and trained, her figure was incredibly alluring

this whole time. So, when they saw Abigail take off her jacket, they

of you together," she said

when she charged swiftly

never seen anyone move so fast

the others could even get close to her, she whirled

she was a woman, but they went berserk when they saw her take their friends

battle started

she could vent her anger and frustration with her fists. Soon, she was covered in a light sheen of sweat. Her curvy, glistening figure made all the

massacre in terms of how she tormented their minds as

as they were about to collapse, Valerie was finally notified of what was happening. When she saw that it was Abigail, she

"Let her in now!"

her in or to let her know

not know what

Valerie coldly stated. "Are we just going to sit idly by? Anyway, we did not tell her to come here. She came here on her own. It is not going against his

the orders that he received from

clung to the last threads of life, and he shuddered with fear. If Mr. Buckley died, Abigail will be the first to kill

reason, that

"Now, go!"

was so slow that Valerie felt

He was a stubborn man who thought he should only listen to Greg since he was Greg's assistant. No matter what she said, he would not obey her. Sometimes, he would even protest

highly exasperated, yet she liked someone like him since a good assistant should only ever be loyal

old woman. The future of the Buckleys and Night Assassino was in Greg's hands. It was for the best that Benjamin only

mansion. He was stunned when he saw Abigail having a

realize just how good she was. Even though about five men surrounded her, everyone could see that she was going easy on them. More

he was about to speak, he realized she only had a tank top on. The moonlight shining down her skin gave her

Goodness, gracious!

Greg found out about this, everyone here

wore a pair of sunglasses

we have no

heard Benjamin's words, she

they all froze. They then turned to look at the pair of

you have those

"To avoid disaster."

picked up her jacket and handed it to her

froze. She was currently covered in sweat, and it would be

have some new doctor's coats," he hurriedly added as if a thought

coats. Also, you have three seconds