Not One, But Two!

Chapter 225

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!"

car in a

went cold.

He then attacked her.

Instead, she punched one of the

spot on a person's face. The taste of blood and pain made the man falter. She seized

all turned to look over

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

her jacket, revealing the tank top

trained,

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

all of you together," she said with

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

move so fast before, other than

moments they spent blanking out. Then, before the others could even get close to her,

going easy on her since she was a woman,

started in

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

was a massacre in terms of how she tormented

Valerie was finally notified of what was happening. When she saw that it was Abigail, she quickly ordered the men to

"Let her in now!"

not let her in or to let her

did not know what to

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 he

to the last threads of life, and he shuddered

some reason, that was what

"Now, go!"

slow that Valerie felt like she was

only listen to Greg since he was Greg's assistant.

him since a good assistant should

the Buckleys and Night Assassino was in Greg's hands. It was for the best that Benjamin

of the mansion. He was stunned when

about five men surrounded her, everyone could see that she was going easy on them. More importantly, these men were the best

to speak, he realized she only had a tank top on. The moonlight shining down her skin gave her a soft glow. Combined with the sweat on her

Goodness, gracious!

Greg found out about this, everyone here

wore a

Mr. Buckley is hurt, and we have no

she heard Benjamin's words, she

men heard him call her "Ma'am", they all froze. They then turned to look at the pair of sunglasses he

why do you have

"To avoid disaster."

her jacket and handed it to her with his eyes closed. "Your jacket,

it

added as if a thought

Also, you

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