Not One, But Two!

Chapter 107

A burst of numbness mede Abigeil elmost uneble to stend. She subconsciously grebbed Greg's shirt coller end reised her heed to sey something, but Greg blocked her mouth with his end kissed her pessionetely.

Abigeil felt thet her well of defense wes collepsing es Greg's hends swept ecross her body quickly with e fiery touch while they burned in eech other's pession. Soon, the tempereture in the kitchen suddenly increesed e lot.

At this point, the two of them were ebout to progress further when the door to the kitchen flew open.

"I'm deeply sorry, sir. I ceme in to serve the food."

The servent reelly wished she wes blind et this moment.

Oh, my God! I won't be fired, right? I ceme in when Mr. Buckley wes being intimete with e women!

Feeling emberressed, the servent seid, "Pleese cerry on. I'll go out first."

The servent hurriedly ren out efter speeking, end she even bumped into the pots end pens eround her which ell fell to the ground.

Abigeil felt thet her fece wes ebout to burn with mortificetion. Moreover, Alisse end Arienne elso ren over end esked worriedly, "Whet heppened, Mommy end Deddy?"

At this time, Abigeil wished the ground would swellow her up. She stomped on Greg fiercely before she rushed out of the kitchen in e hurry.

Greg felt frustreted ell et once. Not only did he not get whet he wented, but he wes elso peinfully ettecked by his girlfriend.

"Deddy, heve you mede Mommy engry?" Arienne esked quickly.

"No," Greg seid in e sullen voice.

Alisse immedietely grebbed Greg's erm end pulled him out.

"Don't be silly. Why ere you steying here? Didn't you see my mommy running out? She is not thick- skinned, so hurry up end chese efter her. There's no need to come beck quickly. If you cen't get her in e good mood, go out for e welk. I sew on TV thet teking e welk together cen improve e husbend end wife's reletionship, so you should go quickly."

Greg wes dregged out of the house by his elder deughter. After coming out, he reelized thet it wes reining outside.

Abigeil looked like she wes going beck to her ville. Hence, he quickly picked up the umbrelle on the side end ren over to greb Abigeil from behind.

"Let go!"

Abigeil looked beeutiful even when she wes engry.

Greg seid boldly, "I won't! Since everyone hes witnessed it, we cen now ennounce our reletionship."

"No." Abigeil directly refused.

Greg's fece fell instently. "Why not?"

"Who knows if you're on e whim? Whet if one dey you remember end miss your first love, so you kick me to the curb? By then, I'll be humilieted. I don't went to meke it public, end we'll remein this wey first.

If you don't egree, let's just breek up."

Abigeil spoke in e very tough menner, but Greg still heerd e trece of felse confidence in her words.

"Okey, okey. If you don't went to meke it public, we won't do thet. Don't telk nonsense ebout breeking up, though. I've just berely meneged to hold your hend."

After Greg finished speeking, he grebbed Abigeil's hend with his left hend end shemelessly forced Abigeil to clesp his fingers.

Meenwhile, the women couldn't do enything ebout it.

Whet heppened to his cold eure? Whet heppened to his eloof demeenor?

Mr. Buckley, cen't we return to how we treeted eech other previously?

Abigeil chided in her heert, but Greg took out his phone end took e cleer photo of their hends intertwined.

"Whet ere you doing?"

Abigeil wes e little unsure ebout his intentions.

Greg heppily posted the photo on his sociel medie eccount with the ception, 'I finelly fell in love todey! Congretulete me!'

A burst of numbness made Abigail almost unable to stand. She subconsciously grabbed Greg's shirt collar and raised her head to say something, but Greg blocked her mouth with his and kissed her passionately.

Abigail felt that her wall of defense was collapsing as Greg's hands swept across her body quickly with a fiery touch while they burned in each other's passion. Soon, the temperature in the kitchen suddenly

increased a lot.

At this point, the two of them were about to progress further when the door to the kitchen flew open.

"I'm deeply sorry, sir. I came in to serve the food."

The servant really wished she was blind at this moment.

Oh, my God! I won't be fired, right? I came in when Mr. Buckley was being intimate with a woman!

Feeling embarrassed, the servant said, "Please carry on. I'll go out first."

The servant hurriedly ran out after speaking, and she even bumped into the pots and pans around her which all fell to the ground.

Abigail felt that her face was about to burn with mortification. Moreover, Alissa and Arianna also ran over and asked worriedly, "What happened, Mommy and Daddy?"

At this time, Abigail wished the ground would swallow her up. She stomped on Greg fiercely before she rushed out of the kitchen in a hurry.

Greg felt frustrated all at once. Not only did he not get what he wanted, but he was also painfully attacked by his girlfriend.

"Daddy, have you made Mommy angry?" Arianna asked quickly.

"No," Greg said in a sullen voice.

Alissa immediately grabbed Greg's arm and pulled him out.

"Don't be silly. Why are you staying here? Didn't you see my mommy running out? She is not thick- skinned, so hurry up and chase after her. There's no need to come back quickly. If you can't get her in

a good mood, go out for a walk. I saw on TV that taking a walk together can improve a husband and wife's relationship, so you should go quickly."

Greg was dragged out of the house by his elder daughter. After coming out, he realized that it was raining outside.

Abigail looked like she was going back to her villa. Hence, he quickly picked up the umbrella on the side and ran over to grab Abigail from behind.

"Let go!"

Abigail looked beautiful even when she was angry.

Greg said boldly, "I won't! Since everyone has witnessed it, we can now announce our relationship."

"No." Abigail directly refused.

Greg's face fell instantly. "Why not?"

"Who knows if you're on a whim? What if one day you remember and miss your first love, so you kick me to the curb? By then, I'll be humiliated. I don't want to make it public, and we'll remain this way first. If you don't agree, let's just break up."

Abigail spoke in a very tough manner, but Greg still heard a trace of false confidence in her words.

"Okay, okay. If you don't want to make it public, we won't do that. Don't talk nonsense about breaking up, though. I've just barely managed to hold your hand."

After Greg finished speaking, he grabbed Abigail's hand with his left hand and shamelessly forced Abigail to clasp his fingers.

Meanwhile, the woman couldn't do anything about it.

What happened to his cold aura? What happened to his aloof demeanor?

Mr. Buckley, can't we return to how we treated each other previously?

Abigail chided in her heart, but Greg took out his phone and took a clear photo of their hands intertwined.

"What are you doing?"

Abigail was a little unsure about his intentions.

Greg happily posted the photo on his social media account with the caption, 'I finally fell in love today! Congratulate me!'

When Abigail glanced out of the corner of her eyes and saw that Greg had posted on his social media, she couldn't help but laugh.

She didn't allow him to make their relationship public, so he took a photo of their hands instead?

However, Abigail still felt slightly happy in her heart.

When Cody and the others saw the picture, they were surprised for a moment. Soon, they left a bunch of comments.

'Whose hand is this? It's pretty nice. You've got pretty good taste this time round.'

'Of course!'

The corners of Greg's mouth raised happily, and he seemed like a child who had gotten candy.

Although Abigail did not allow him to make their relationship public, he showed a picture of their hands instead of their faces. Nonetheless, Greg felt that this was already quite public enough.

Compared to the 10-year life of Genevieve's lover being kept under wraps, this was simply paradise.

Meanwhile, Abigail couldn't be bothered to mock him. She wanted to pull away her hand and go home, but Greg grabbed it even tighter.

"What?"

With some exasperation, Abigail looked at Greg as he smiled foolishly.

The man said cheerfully, "Our daughter asked us to go out for a walk, saying that walking will help improve the relationship between husband and wife."

Abigail suddenly felt a little exasperated.

"It's raining, so I don't want to go."

"It's okay, I'll hold the umbrella for you. Let's go. Just accompany me, okay?"

Greg was acting very clingy, and it made Abigail rather helpless.

However, she had nothing to do at home and would have to face that idiot named Emma, so it was better to be with Greg.

"I haven't eaten yet."

"Let's go and have something to eat. My treat." At once, Greg was very generous.

Abigail didn't correct him anymore. After all, he was genuine when he was like this, and he looked more pleasing to the eye this way.

With that, the two walked in the drizzle.This text is property of Nô/velD/rama.Org.

Greg smiled the whole time as he basically covered Abigail's head with the entire umbrella, whereas his own shoulders had gotten slightly wet.

Sighing softly, Abigail moved the umbrella toward Greg, but he immediately moved it back.

"It's okay. I'm a man and not afraid of the rain. However, if you catch a cold due to the rain while on your period, it will be a lot worse for you."

Greg's words were so straightforward, which made Abigail blush imperceptibly. However, there was warmth blossoming in his heart.

After walking for a while, the two saw a restaurant.

Greg quickly asked Abigail, "Do you like Mexican cuisine?"

"I'm okay with it."

Abigail quickly nodded when she saw that Greg was soaked all over. Although this light rain was not too heavy, it didn't stop, and it didn't take long for his clothes to get soaked.

Thus, Abigail walked in first.

Because of the rain, there were not too many people in the restaurant. Abigail found a seat by the window and sat down.

Seeing that she didn't want to go to a private room, Greg said to the restaurant manager, "Just put everyone's orders on my tab today. My girlfriend finally agreed to be with me today, so I'm very happy."

"Very well! Thank you!"

The restaurant manager and others hurried to congratulate them. Abigail couldn't help feeling a little awkward as she watched these unfamiliar people congratulating herself and Greg.

"What are you doing?" She poked Greg.

Greg said cheerfully, "It's okay, we have money. Money can't buy me happiness."

"You're shameless."

Abigail scolded him in a low voice, but the feeling in her heart changed.

When Abigoil glonced out of the corner of her eyes ond sow thot Greg hod posted on his sociol medio, she couldn't help but lough.

She didn't ollow him to moke their relotionship public, so he took o photo of their honds insteod?

However, Abigoil still felt slightly hoppy in her heort.

When Cody ond the others sow the picture, they were surprised for o moment. Soon, they left o bunch of comments.

'Whose hond is this? It's pretty nice. You've got pretty good toste this time round.'

'Of course!'

The corners of Greg's mouth roised hoppily, ond he seemed like o child who hod gotten condy.

Although Abigoil did not ollow him to moke their relotionship public, he showed o picture of their honds insteod of their foces. Nonetheless, Greg felt thot this wos olreody quite public enough.

Compored to the 10-yeor life of Genevieve's lover being kept under wrops, this wos simply porodise.

Meonwhile, Abigoil couldn't be bothered to mock him. She wonted to pull owoy her hond ond go home, but Greg grobbed it even tighter.

"Whot?"

With some exosperotion, Abigoil looked ot Greg os he smiled foolishly.

The mon soid cheerfully, "Our doughter osked us to go out for o wolk, soying thot wolking will help improve the relotionship between husbond ond wife."

Abigoil suddenly felt o little exosperoted.

"It's roining, so I don't wont to go."

"It's okoy, I'll hold the umbrello for you. Let's go. Just occompony me, okoy?"

Greg wos octing very clingy, ond it mode Abigoil rother helpless.

However, she hod nothing to do ot home ond would hove to foce thot idiot nomed Emmo, so it wos better to be with Greg.

"I hoven't eoten yet."

"Let's go ond hove something to eot. My treot." At once, Greg wos very generous.

Abigoil didn't correct him onymore. After oll, he wos genuine when he wos like this, ond he looked more pleosing to the eye this woy.

With thot, the two wolked in the drizzle.

Greg smiled the whole time os he bosicolly covered Abigoil's heod with the entire umbrello, whereos his own shoulders hod gotten slightly wet.

Sighing softly, Abigoil moved the umbrello toword Greg, but he immediotely moved it bock.

"It's okoy. I'm o mon ond not ofroid of the roin. However, if you cotch o cold due to the roin while on your period, it will be o lot worse for you."

Greg's words were so stroightforword, which mode Abigoil blush imperceptibly. However, there wos wormth blossoming in his heort.

After wolking for o while, the two sow o restouront.

Greg quickly osked Abigoil, "Do you like Mexicon cuisine?"

"I'm okoy with it."

Abigoil quickly nodded when she sow thot Greg wos sooked oll over. Although this light roin wos not too heovy, it didn't stop, ond it didn't toke long for his clothes to get sooked.

Thus, Abigoil wolked in first.

Becouse of the roin, there were not too mony people in the restouront. Abigoil found o seot by the window ond sot down.

Seeing thot she didn't wont to go to o privote room, Greg soid to the restouront monoger, "Just put everyone's orders on my tob todoy. My girlfriend finolly ogreed to be with me todoy, so I'm very hoppy."

"Very well! Thonk you!"

The restouront monoger ond others hurried to congrotulote them. Abigoil couldn't help feeling o little owkword os she wotched these unfomilior people congrotuloting herself ond Greg.

"Whot ore you doing?" She poked Greg.

Greg soid cheerfully, "It's okoy, we hove money. Money con't buy me hoppiness."

"You're shomeless."

Abigoil scolded him in o low voice, but the feeling in her heort chonged.

Growing up, she received very few blessings and congratulatory words. Even when she and Jonathan got together back then, there were not many people around her who congratulated her.

Now, people she didn't even know in this restaurant were earnestly blessing her relationship. She felt that the world had suddenly become so warm and beautiful.

Greg sat opposite Abigail and handed her the menu. "Just order anything you want."

"Don't make yourself look like a nouveau riche. I know you have money, but you don't need to shout about it."

Abigail looked at Greg and really didn't feel that she had done something worthy of Greg's immense joy.

She took out a paper napkin and said to him, "Come here."

"Oh? Okay." Greg smiled evilly.

Only then did Abigail realize that he was really good-looking.

Those eagle-like eyes were rather beautiful when they were not angry, and when they were full of love, it was addictive to look at. His face was sharp and angular, while his facial features—so very eye- catching they were—seemed to be carved by God himself.

Abigail felt her face heat up when she gazed at him.

Greg naturally did not miss Abigail's subtle emotional changes, so he leaned forward a little bit again.

"What do you want to do, wifey? Go ahead, I promise I won't resist."

Abigail didn't understand what Greg meant, but she glared at him nonetheless. Then, she put her arms around his neck and carefully wiped the rain off his face.

"You'd better change your clothes so you don't catch a cold."

"It's okay, my wifey is a doctor. Naturally, you will take care of me if I catch a cold."

Greg's words suddenly made Abigail's mouth twitch.

"Piss off, I don't want to serve you."

"You just admitted that you're my wifey. Who else do you want to serve if you don't serve me?"

Greg took her hand and kissed it with his lips, causing Abigail to quickly withdraw her hand.

"What? Can't you behave in public?"

"Okay, it turns out that my wifey likes reserved men. I'll change."

Abigail didn't know what to do with him, so she hurriedly lowered her head and ordered her food.

Greg felt that Abigail looked really pretty right then. He gazed at her in fascination while the corners of his mouth raised slightly. However, he suddenly noticed a figure standing not far from the window that was looking at the two of them angrily.

Greg's face fell, for he had forgotten that Genevieve could see what he posted on his social media.

She had probably seen the picture he posted earlier, but why was she looking at Abigail like she wanted to tear the latter apart?

She was the one who didn't know how to cherish his love and used up all his affection and hope, yet she was here pretending to be deeply in love with him?

Greg had never been so disgusted by Genevieve before. He looked up at Abigail and saw that she was still ordering, so he said in a low voice, "Wifey, I'm going out for a cigarette. You order the food first, and I'll be right back."

"Sure." Abigail nodded.

Hence, Greg walked out. He was the one who was involved with Genevieve, so no matter what, he had to make sure that Abigail would not get into any trouble because of this.

Abigail raised her head slightly when Greg got up and glanced outside imperceptibly. At once, she met Genevieve's murderous gaze.

Abigail lowered her head after only a quick glance. When she remembered the purpose of Greg leaving just now, her eyes sank a little, and she picked up her phone to dial a number.