Not One, But Two!

Chapter 231

"Greg." Abigail's voice turned gentle all of a sudden.

"Huh?"

Greg discovered that he really couldn't resist Abigail when she got gentle. She was like spring water dripping into his heart, making it ripple, filling him with anticipation, and making him succumb to her.

"Come closer."

She smiled amorously, and Greg leaned toward her like he had been enchanted. The next second, Abigail, still smiling, lowered her head and bit down his neck mercilessly.

"Ah—" Greg stiffened upon feeling the pain, but at the thought that his rough skin and leathery flesh might be tough on his beloved's teeth, he instantly heaved a sigh of relief and relaxed his muscles, letting her do as she pleased.

As long as she was happy and as long as she vented her anger, he would even gladly let her mangle him.

Abigail's jaw was beginning to feel sore. This is exhausting; his flesh is really leathery.

With that, she pushed him away and huffed, "Happy? Is this what you want? Have you gotten into masochism lately? It's like you're uncomfortable if you're not punished."

She was rather spent after this little torment, which, sure enough, got Greg smiling, not giving a thing about the bite mark on his neck.

He pulled Abigail into his arms and said earnestly as he took in the realness of her touch. "I'm sorry, Abigail, for letting you worry."

Abigail smiled in response. "Don't worry about it. You had my best interest at heart and didn't want those guys to keep a close eye on me at all times anyway. I guess you've also done society a favor."

Greg meant well, and that she never denied.

"I don't care what happens to other people. I just want your life to forever be smooth sailing."

At that, he tightened his hug.

Touched by his actions, she patted his shoulder, careful to avoid his injury. "Get some rest. You can't afford any more torment right now."

"Alright." With that, Greg removed his shoes and got into bed, scooping Abigail into his arms while he was at it. He looked complacent that Abigail no longer had the heart to berate him.

Oh, forget it. I've already punished him by ignoring him all morning. Besides, the pain during the surgery would've taught him a good lesson.

Abigail couldn't fall back to sleep no matter how when he wasn't around earlier. Now that he was, her eyelids suddenly felt heavy, and she gradually drifted into slumber even though the bed was a little snug for two.

She felt really secure with his crisp scent surrounding her.

Greg opened his eyes when he heard her deep, even breathing, and his heart couldn't help aching when he saw the dark circles around her eyes.

At that, he shut his eyes again and, too, drifted off to sleep with Abigail in his arms.

Outside, Addison was exasperated that Benjamin escorted him out of the ward when Abigail had let him stay by her side. But who'd have thought two sh*t-stirrers, named Greg Buckley and Benjamin Wallis, suddenly showed up and foiled all his plans?!

"F*ck off! I'm warning you. I'll kick your a*s if you continue to get in my way."

by his threat. "Come at me then. Do you think I'm afraid of a little brawl? We're both men here; what's there to be hesitant about? I'm going to put it out there for you. If I win, you're coming with me, and stop being a

"And if I win?"

the way Benjamin put things into perspective. How was he a third wheel? Abigail was his in the first place. Greg was

is it that these two sh*t-stirrers have

as

Addison clearly wasn't

you go in if you win," Benjamin answered

knew Greg would definitely chuck Addison back out if this pipsqueak dared to go in, and

Benjamin didn't let Addison know of

"Alright, come at me then. I'd like to see what

to see what the captain of Ma'am's Shadow is made

two lunged

fast asleep in each other's arms while the other 'couple' outside was

Abigail and Greg had stirred, Benjamin and Addison were still at each other's throats, so spent that they were out of breath. Yet, neither

on the other hand, was indescribably content when he saw Abigail curled up in his arms like a

he said when he noticed the tortellini

hadn't even been an hour since the two

soup was piping hot when Addison brought it over, so the two chatted while waiting for it to cool down. But who'd have thought Greg showed up? And now, the soup hadn't just cooled down

"But my leg."

the cafeteria then.

her, and

carried her in

called for a timeout, both too worn out to

breath… before… we… we continue…" said Benjamin as he bent over and panted, then

means I don't have to continue fighting this kid anymore, don't I? Goodness, I swear my bones will fall

for today. I yield." Benjamin admitted

dashed into the ward in two

to himself when he saw how eager

a

long gone, and the tortellini soup he made for Abigail was abandoned on

when he had been in seventh heaven a second

"Hey," he whistled. "Why are you still

off!" thundered Addison as he

walked further in to discover the bowl of tortellini soup that had gotten cold. He supposed Abigail was done with it, so

admit that it still tasted good despite being

Benjamin thought delightfully. But before he could finish the soup, he heard footsteps

to eat my tortellini?!" Addison flew into

this son of a bucket prevented him from spending time with Abigail, and now he was even eating the tortellini soup he deliberately made for

"Spit it all out!"

speaking, Addison reached his hand out to shove it down Benjamin's throat, causing Benjamin to jump in fear. "Dude, what the f*ck?! I've only eaten a few of your tortellini. Besides, Abigail's done with

love was now in this sh*t-stirrer's belly. Miss Abigail's done with it? As if! She had wanted

panicked. "Hey, hey, hey, c'mon, it's not that big of a deal. We're all dudes here. No reason to cry