Not One, But Two!

Chapter 267

"The master and Miss Abigail are home, madam."

Adeline started getting nervous. "How do I look, Mrs. Lysandra? Is my hair okay? I don't look sick, do I? Do my clothes fit me?"

Adeline was starting to fumble. She wanted to see Abigail, but she was worried as well. She had missed out on Abigail's life for twenty years. It would have been fine if she only missed out on her life out of ignorance, but the truth was she knew Abigail existed. She only stayed away from her because she hated Philip. Will she forgive me?

When Abigil came in, the first thing she saw was her mother. She had wanted to see her for a long time. Adeline kept herself well thanks to her living a life of wealth, and she looked younger than she really was. Abigail noticed the worry and anxiety in her eyes, and she felt like she could forgive Adeline now. She let go of most of her grudge after the whole Emma fiasco. She loves me, doesn't she? I can see she's being really careful with me. She suddenly smiled. "Hey, mom. It's me, your daughter. I'll be in your care now," she said gently.

Adeline froze for a moment, then she hugged Abigail while bursting into tears. "My girl! I'm sorry! I'm so, so sorry."

"It's alright. I'm fine." Abigail felt like crying as well, but she was no longer a teenager. She too was a mother. All mothers love their children, right? I can forgive her, right?

Adeline's cries sounded weak, and Abigail knew she must be hurt. "Does your chest hurt? I'm a doctor. Let me take a look."

Adeline was surprised her daughter was a doctor, but she quickly went to her room. "Of course."

Peter felt himself tearing up seeing his family finally reunited.

It was then one of his lackeys came in and whispered, "Sir, Mr. Buckley from Harrion is here. He hurt himself saving Miss Abigail."

"What?" Peter squinted. Greg is here? And he's related to Abiey? "What's the situation? I want every single detail, so get to it."

"It's alright." Abigail had just come out of Adeline's room. She heard what Peter said, and she smiled. "He's my husband."

"What?" Peter thought he was hearing things. Adeline could understand why Peter was overreacting. She had been with him for years, and she knew about the feud between him and Greg.

She married him? "Um, sweetheart, can you—"

"No." Abigail knew he wanted her to leave him, but she was adamant on making her own relationship choices. "We got reunited really late in the game, so I might have kept a few things a secret from you guys. Greg and I have two kids. Both girls, and both four years old. They're adorable. I'll bring them here soon."

news came as a bombshell for Peter and

"We have grandkids now?"

see they regretted missing out on her life, but it was fine. They could make up

girls. "Well, if Abigail says so, then I think we should call Greg

to see the girls too, but he was still annoyed by the fact that Greg had been taking a lot of his business away over the years. "Hey, I'm his father-in-law. How come I have to invite him? He should be here begging

two. Solomon punished Hugh, so now I have to take care of Greg. But don't worry. We're technically not married

Peter were

not married? Even though you have

I'm not in

I am, Adeline thought. At least worry

his idea?" Peter asked coldly. I'll kill him and get Abigail another boyfriend if

said with a smile, "No. It was mine, but now I want to get married. You guys go on

over after Abigail left. He had noticed the look of worry on Abigail's face although it had only been there for a moment. They had been together for far too long, so he knew that his wound was a tough

and called a famous andrologist over.

have a look, and he frowned. "This is going to be

heart skipped a

it's right on the nerves, and you

into the abyss. "What happens if it's not healed?" He could feel his voice

but he answered softly, "You might never be able to get it up if it doesn't

himself freezing up from the inside. I'm not even thirty yet. What will happen to Abigail if I can't get it up ever again? How can I give her any happiness? This is a joke. I'm the dark emperor of Night Assassino,

on Greg's face, so he quickly sent the doctor away. "Don't worry too much. It's just a

me. If I can't even get it up, I…" He felt like crying. Shit. I spent so much time pursuing her, and just when I finally thought we're gonna get married, this happened. I can't drag her into a sexless marriage. But

quietly, and he said, "Maybe it's not as

me!" He was already traumatized to begin with, and the doctor made things worse. "Tell him I'm just a limp dick now! He can stop wasting

if you refuse the throne, everyone will still know you're the

can't get it up? I'm already