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!"

of the car in a rage

that, his eyes went cold. "Pardon us for our

He then attacked her.

retreat. Instead, she punched

most fragile spot on a person's face. The taste of blood and

look over when they heard

up lately that she had been feeling frustrated.

jacket, revealing the tank

and trained, her figure was incredibly alluring as her skin

men had been bored this whole time. So, when they saw Abigail take off her jacket, they could not help but gulp

take all of you together,"

stunned at her brazen attitude. Then, when she charged swiftly at them, they were even

seen anyone move so fast before, other than

of them in the few moments they spent blanking out. Then, before the others could even get close

going easy on her since she was a woman, but they

started in

fought seriously. It seemed as if she had never been in a life-or-death fight since leaving Hitman Island. Now, she could vent her anger and frustration with her fists. Soon, she was covered in a light sheen of sweat. Her curvy,

beating. It was a massacre in terms

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

"Let her in now!"

to not let her in or

know

"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 orders if that happens. Furthermore, she is the

that thought, he wavered between the orders that he received from

blood as he clung to the last threads of life, and he shuddered with fear.

some reason, that was

"Now, go!"

was so slow that Valerie felt like she was

not like Troy. 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

made her feel highly exasperated, yet she liked someone like him since a good assistant should only ever be loyal to one

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

the mansion. He was stunned when he saw Abigail

had known she was a good fighter, but he did not realize just how good she was. Even though about five men surrounded her, everyone could see that she was going easy on them. More

only had a tank top on. The moonlight shining down her skin gave her a soft glow. Combined with the sweat on her skin, it gave him

Goodness, gracious!

about this, everyone here

a pair of sunglasses before approaching

is hurt, and we have no surgeons here.

she heard Benjamin's words,

"Ma'am", they all froze. They then turned to

do you have

"To avoid disaster."

picked up her jacket and handed it to her

currently covered in sweat, and it would be uncomfortable to put her

have some new doctor's coats," he hurriedly added as if a thought just struck him. "Why don't

give me the coats. Also, you have three seconds to