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 of

went cold.

He then attacked her.

Instead, she punched one of

was the most fragile spot on a person's face. The taste of blood and pain made the man falter. She seized the chance to then throw him

turned to look over when they

proper fight. There had been so much stress building up lately that she had been feeling frustrated. Even now, when she was looking for her man,

stripped out of her jacket, revealing

extremely fair. Combined with how much she practiced and trained, her figure was incredibly alluring

So, when they saw Abigail take off her jacket, they could not help but gulp

you together,"

Then, when she charged swiftly at them, they were even more shocked by her

had never seen anyone move

of them in the few moments they spent blanking out. Then, before the others could even get close to her, she whirled around in an extraordinarily fluid

thought of going easy on her since she was a woman,

started

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, glistening

a beating. It was a massacre in terms of how she tormented their minds

they were about to collapse, Valerie was finally notified of what was happening. When

"Let her in now!"

to not let her in or

know what

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 best surgeon in the world.

that he received from

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

that was what he

"Now, go!"

that Valerie felt like she was going to

Greg since he was Greg's assistant. No matter what she said, he would not obey her. Sometimes, he would even

liked someone like him since a good

future of the Buckleys and Night Assassino was in Greg's hands. It was

of the mansion. He was stunned when he saw Abigail having a blast

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

shining down her skin gave her a soft glow. Combined with the sweat on

Goodness, gracious!

out about this, everyone

a pair of sunglasses before approaching

we

heard Benjamin's

They then

why do you

"To avoid disaster."

and handed it to

in sweat, and it would be uncomfortable to put her

as if a thought just struck him. "Why don't you take a shower

fine. Just give me the coats. Also,