Not One, But Two!

Chapter 230

Chapter 230

Greg never hit the brakes the entire time, even stepping the accelerator to the fullest, and by the time he pulled over, Benjamin puked instantly.

Greg was already done with Benjamin's incompetence, dragging the weakling into the hospital with his painful shoulder wound.

He reflexively thought Abigail was here to perform a surgery or visit a patient, so he went straight to the director's office. "Where is she?" Greg booted the door open, and his hostility startled the director, causing the man to choke on his drink and cough. But because his visitor was Greg, he dared not snub him, walking up to Greg as he continued to cough.

"What's the meaning of this, Mr. Buckley?"

"Where's Abigail Kain?"

Greg's satanic look was so horrifyingly suffocating that the director answered reflexively, "Dr. Kain is in Room 302."

After getting his answer, Greg wasted no time and made his way to Room 302.

"Benjamin, get me a dagger. I'm going to mangle that f*cking b*stard."

Greg's words got Benjamin shuddering in fear.

Mr. Buckley is probably the only person who can tyrannically and brazenly say these words out loud in public, Benjamin thought. Will this place turn into a bloodbath? I should give Ma'am a call, shouldn't I?

While he was deliberating, Greg's voice traveled to his ears. "I will mangle you first if you dare tip Abigail off."

One sentence from him was all it took to stop Benjamin's restless hands, and he thought it was wiser to heed Greg's words lest he wanted his head to be detached from his body.

As soon as Greg stormed to Room 302, he heard Abigail's laughter coming from inside the ward, and he couldn't help feeling irritated, for he had never heard her laugh so gleefully before.

"Look, Miss Abigail, she snapped this last year and even said she wanted to send it to you at that time. But I stopped her because you were in the middle of an operation," said Addison as he showed Abigail a picture of the youngest girl among them, which he had saved in his phone.

Abigail remembered this girl. She found her by the Llyne Canal the year before. By that year, the lovely, bright girl should probably be fifteen.

"You're right. It is nice."

Abigail relaxed as she looked at how far the kids had grown.

Meanwhile, Greg grimly entered the ward to find Abigail and a man talking happily with their heads close together, and Abigail was all smiles, looking exceptionally gorgeous.

The discovery got his heart twinge.

Huh, the b*stard is with her!

However, just as Greg was about to flip, he noticed Abigail's plastered leg, and he instantly froze while images flashed across his mind.

He was in so much pain the night before that he couldn't care less about anything, and thus he thought her pale countenance was from her worry and anxiety. Come to think of it, it was because of her leg, wasn't it?

he recalled

to Hitman Island, then to his mother's, and finally, his sister's just to

many miles

she said nothing during the surgery, only leaving after standing for half an hour in the OR. She had already reached her limit by then, hadn't

letting her stay in the hospital on her own. What a f*cking d*ckhead

his eyes got misty because he knew better than anyone

her up, then his own mother made things worse, and in the end, she

he was supposed to be by her side, but what

but just as he turned to head outside, Benjamin asked in bafflement, "Mr. Buckley, where

loud, but it was enough for everyone

Greg about to leave in a

his back profile projected forlorn and desponded, making her heart

"Greg."

stopped in his tracks when he heard Abigail calling to him. However, he didn't turn around, for

needed him the most? And he had also discovered this 'b*stard' was just

but a mere

for that kid, he would've long been out of

now, he felt super

a hint of

earlier attitude toward Greg when she saw that he didn't turn around and also looked upset. "Why have you come?" she

was only now that she realized he didn't have gauze over his shoulder wound, and the discovery

Greg for being unresponsive when Abigail

she nearly crippled her leg for

and he turned around, latching his bloodshot eyes at Abigail, looking like an aggrieved boy. Instantly, Abigail's

anger melted along with her heart when she

me tortellini soup. It's pretty nice; you wanna

made Greg

worried for so long, yet I came charging over to denounce her? Shouldn't she throw herself into my arms and scold or hit me? I won't say a thing even if she wants to bite me. But

the other hand, wasn't pleased to see Abigail offering what he cooked

he saw Addison's indignant face, and with that, he wrapped an arm around Addison,

to you?! Who even are you? Let go of me! I'm f*cking straight; I won't ever swing

unyielding right then, taking Addison

the room

standing there like a statue. "What are you doing standing there for? Are you expecting me to get out of bed and pull you over? Come

had already moved to her side before he even realized what

"Sit."

wondering if this guy was into masochism. How was it that he was unresponsive when she spoke nicely to him but turned into an obedient schoolboy immediately

edge of the bed obediently when he heard

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