Not One, But Two!

Chapter 128

Greg followed that figure. When the other party wanted to enter Abigail's house, Greg grabbed him and threw him

out.

"Who are you?"

The other party was very irritable. With a kip-up, he was able to prevent himself from falling flat. When he saw that

the person in front of him was Greg, he couldn't help frowning.

"What are you doing?"

"I should be the one asking you this, Hugh. Why do you always like to run into women's houses in the middle of the

night? People who didn't know better would think that there was some kind of intimate relationship between the two

of you. Don't you think doing this would ruin Abbie's reputation?"

Although Greg said this blandly, his expression was very severe.

This man was not pleasing to his eyes at all.

When Hugh heard Greg addressing Abigail as 'Abbie', he frowned.

"Abbie? You think you can simply call her that?"

"Why can't I? I can also call her Darling, Dear, Baby, and it's none of your business."

Greg was obviously provoking him.

Hugh only felt a burst of anger in his heart, and he couldn't wait to burn Greg in front of him. However, now that he

knew that Abigail was a little interested in this man, he couldn't do anything at the door of her house.

So, he tried his best to suppress his anger and said, "Go away. I have something to discuss with her."

"No matter what and how important it is, it can only be discussed tomorrow. Abbie is my girlfriend now! She's the

mother of my children!"

The moment Greg said this, Hugh felt offended, and his expression changed.

"Your girlfriend? You must be dreaming, right?"

"Whether I am dreaming or not, you can ask Abbie tomorrow. But now, don't go in and disturb her rest."

Greg was challenging Hugh.

Hugh could also tell that Greg, who was determined to win, was not afraid to fight him at all.

Besides, he was injured not long ago, so he knew for sure that he wouldn't win if he fought him now.

Damn!

Such bad luck!

"Whatever."

Saying that, Hugh turned and left.

In order to prevent Hugh from coming back in the middle of the night, Greg simply went into Abigail's house, and

then found her bedroom.

Abigail was already asleep, and her sleeping face slowly calmed down his irritable heart.

This woman really attracts men like a magnet, huh?

Greg muttered in his heart, then took off his clothes and got into bed, hugging Abigail.

Abigail was a light sleeper. She woke up when she felt the bed dip beside her, but from the faint smell of tobacco

and the familiar scent, she could tell who was holding her. Hence, she didn't resist, letting him hold her and fell back

asleep.

Greg felt Abigail's breathing change and knew that she had woken up, but she didn't refuse him, which made him

very happy.

He fell asleep not long after with her in his arms.

The past two days had been really tiring. When he hugged the woman he loved, Greg fell asleep deeply not long

after.

When Abigail woke up in the morning, she found that the way she was hanging onto his body was too unsightly, so

she immediately retracted her legs in embarrassment, and then gently pulled Greg's hand on her body away.

Greg slept soundly, and his beautiful face was completely magnified in front of her, looking extremely clear and

accessible.

Abigail suddenly felt that it was nice to see him as soon as she opened his eyes.

She smiled and kissed him on the forehead, then rolled over and got out of bed.

After cleaning herself up, Abigail went downstairs.

There were not many things in the kitchen.

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She remembered that there was a morning market not far away, so there should be fresh vegetables or something

of the sort.

Abigail changed into a sports outfit and planned to jog over, but she did not expect to meet Hugh as soon as she

went out.

Abigail changed into a sports outfit and planned to jog over, but she did not expect to meet Hugh as soon as she

went out.

It was as if Hugh hadn't slept all night. His eyes were blood-shot, and when he saw Abigail coming out refreshed, his

expression didn't look very good.

"Hugh? When did you come over? Why didn't you come in?"

Abigail was a little surprised and asked him quickly.

Hugh's expression was dark, and he looked at her with such a level gaze that she couldn't help but feel a little weird.

"What's wrong?"

"You slept with Greg?"

Hugh's voice was gloomy, as if he was accusing her with every word, and he seemed to have exhausted all his

strength.

Abigail suddenly felt a premonition.

She knew how Hugh felt about her, but she remembered that she had told him long ago that she would not fall in

love with him, and she would have if it were truly meant to be.

She was a little unhappy now that he questioned her as if he had caught her cheating.

"That's my personal business."

Abigail didn't say anything else, but her tone was already a little cold.

"Personal business? I thought you knew about how I felt."

"I'm clear on them, but I also told you that I won't accept them. Hugh, you saved me and took care of me and the

children all these years, and I appreciate that. But I saved you from death all these years too! I don't think we can

be absolutely clear on our relationship, but I take you as my brother; you know that. You are my family, so no

matter who I choose, I hope you can give me your blessing, and even if you can't, please don't blame or hate me,

okay?"

Abigail felt a little uncomfortable when she spoke.

Meanwhile, Hugh's heart seemed to have been torn apart.

He fell in love with her the moment he rescued her five years ago.

He thought he could wait until she noticed how good he was, and then they could finally be together. But he didn't

expect that even after five years, he was still just a brother to her.

Only a brother!

All of a sudden, Hugh laughed. With tears in his eyes, he laughed in such a sad manner that it made Abigail feel

upset.

"Hugh..."

"It's all one-sided, then."

Hugh turned around and left.

Abigail grabbed his wrist.

"Don't do this. You should know that you are a very important family member to me."

"Then will you give up on Greg for your 'family member'? Will you stay by my side as before, even if you don't love

me, and let us get along like before? Can you do that?"

Hugh looked at Abigail. The tears in his eyes didn't fall, but his nose was sour and his voice was hoarse.

Abigail's heart was in such pain that she felt like she was dying.

"Sorry, I can't. I love him, Hugh."

Nothing could hurt him more than this.

Hugh shook her away abruptly and started laughing loudly.

"You love him? How long have you known him, yet you're telling me now that you love him? The five years I've been

with you, five years, can't be enough for the ten days you returned to Harrion, huh?"

More than anyone else, Abigail didn't want to hurt Hugh, but she always knew that if she didn't make a quick

decision on emotional matters, things would only get messier.

"Yes, I love him. Love can't be measured by time. If I could have feelings for you, maybe I would have fallen in love

with you the moment you saved me, but I didn't. My feelings for you are familial. I regard you as a brother, and I

have always hoped to have a brother like you!"

"But I don't need a sister! I don't need one, you understand? When you and him slept in your room until dawn, did

you ever think about how I felt when I was outside, watching you embrace each other? Have you ever thought

about me? Have you? Have you thought about how I'd feel!?"

Abigoil chonged into o sports outfit ond plonned to jog over, but she did not expect to meet Hugh os soon os she

went out.

It wos os if Hugh hodn't slept oll night. His eyes were blood-shot, ond when he sow Abigoil coming out refreshed, his

expression didn't look very good.

"Hugh? When did you come over? Why didn't you come in?"

Abigoil wos o little surprised ond osked him quickly.

Hugh's expression wos dork, ond he looked ot her with such o level goze thot she couldn't help but feel o little weird.

"Whot's wrong?"

"You slept with Greg?"

Hugh's voice wos gloomy, os if he wos occusing her with every word, ond he seemed to hove exhousted oll his

strength.

Abigoil suddenly felt o premonition.

She knew how Hugh felt obout her, but she remembered thot she hod told him long ogo thot she would not foll in

love with him, ond she would hove if it were truly meont to be.

She wos o little unhoppy now thot he questioned her os if he hod cought her cheoting.

"Thot's my personol business."

Abigoil didn't soy onything else, but her tone wos olreody o little cold.

"Personol business? I thought you knew obout how I felt."

"I'm cleor on them, but I olso told you thot I won't occept them. Hugh, you soved me ond took core of me ond the

children oll these yeors, ond I oppreciote thot. But I soved you from deoth oll these yeors too! I don't think we con

be obsolutely cleor on our relotionship, but I toke you os my brother; you know thot. You ore my fomily, so no

motter who I choose, I hope you con give me your blessing, ond even if you con't, pleose don't blome or hote me,

okoy?"

Abigoil felt o little uncomfortoble when she spoke.

Meonwhile, Hugh's heort seemed to hove been torn oport.

He fell in love with her the moment he rescued her five yeors ogo.

He thought he could woit until she noticed how good he wos, ond then they could finolly be together. But he didn't

expect thot even ofter five yeors, he wos still just o brother to her.

Only o brother!

All of o sudden, Hugh loughed. With teors in his eyes, he loughed in such o sod monner thot it mode Abigoil feel

upset.

"Hugh..."

"It's oll one-sided, then."

Hugh turned oround ond left.

Abigoil grobbed his wrist.

"Don't do this. You should know thot you ore o very importont fomily member to me."

"Then will you give up on Greg for your 'fomily member'? Will you stoy by my side os before, even if you don't love

me, ond let us get olong like before? Con you do thot?"

Hugh looked ot Abigoil. The teors in his eyes didn't foll, but his nose wos sour ond his voice wos hoorse.

Abigoil's heort wos in such poin thot she felt like she wos dying.

"Sorry, I con't. I love him, Hugh."

Nothing could hurt him more thon this.

Hugh shook her owoy obruptly ond storted loughing loudly.

"You love him? How long hove you known him, yet you're telling me now thot you love him? The five yeors I've been

with you, five yeors, con't be enough for the ten doys you returned to Horrion, huh?"

More thon onyone else, Abigoil didn't wont to hurt Hugh, but she olwoys knew thot if she didn't moke o quick

decision on emotionol motters, things would only get messier.

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"Yes, I love him. Love con't be meosured by time. If I could hove feelings for you, moybe I would hove follen in love

with you the moment you soved me, but I didn't. My feelings for you ore fomiliol. I regord you os o brother, ond I

hove olwoys hoped to hove o brother like you!"

"But I don't need o sister! I don't need one, you understond? When you ond him slept in your room until down, did

you ever think obout how I felt when I wos outside, wotching you embroce eoch other? Hove you ever thought

obout me? Hove you? Hove you thought obout how I'd feel!?"

Hugh was obviously becoming a little unreasonable.

Abigail and he were not in a romantic relationship, but at this moment, his accusation made her look like she was a

cheating fiancée.

She knew that at this time, Hugh wouldn't listen to what she said.

"Think whatever you want. But I want to tell you that he is my man now, and I won't allow anyone to hurt him,

including you."

"Haha! You won't allow anyone to hurt him? Abigail Kain, you're something else!"

After Hugh finished speaking, he turned around and left, but his resolute back made Abigail's heart ache even

more.

She had always hoped that Hugh would find his other half, and she had always told him that it was impossible for

her to be with him. She thought that she wouldn't have to face a day like this until long in the future, but she never

thought that love would be so unpredictable, and this day would still come so soon for the both of them.

He asked whether she ever thought about his feelings when she and Greg slept in each other's arms last night.

Did that mean he had already arrived last night?

And he had been staying outside the door until dawn?

She didn't know how to make the relationship between herself and Hugh better.

Perhaps only time would heal this wound.

Abigail calmed her heartache and knew that she couldn't go to Hugh now.

No matter whether he was in pain or sadness, he could only accept this. After all, she couldn't give him the love he

wanted, and the only way he could start to find his new life was by letting his feelings for her die.

Abigail sometimes felt that she was cruel, but she was very rational and knew what was best for the current Hugh.

She knew that he might have news about her mother, but because of their affairs, he left in a hurry, and she never

found out the news in the end.

So be it, then.

Her fate with her mother had long been broken. If God really wanted them to meet each other again, there would

definitely be a chance.

Abigail comforted herself and then went to the morning market with a heavy heart.

When she came back after buying some fresh vegetables, Greg was already awake.

He didn't look for Abigail, but instead looked for the surveillance camera and found the scene where she and Hugh

were talking.

Greg couldn't hear what they were saying, but he could see that they had a serious quarrel. Hugh's pained and

accusing eyes made Greg very angry.

When Abigail came back, Greg walked over to her quickly.

"Where did you go early in the morning?"

"I went to the morning market to buy some vegetables to cook something delicious. Didn't you say we're going for

an outing today? It's better to bring some homemade food for the children."

Her words made him feel a little distressed.

"I'll do it."

"Let me do it with you."

Abigail didn't reject him, nor did she say that she would leave. Instead, she wanted to join him, which surprised him.

"Sure."

The two entered the kitchen together.

Abigail was the main chef, and Greg was the helper; the atmosphere was very harmonious.

Greg looked at Abigail and saw that she seemed fine. In the end, he couldn't hold back his doubts and whispered, "I

met Hugh at your door when I came back last night."

She paused slightly, then looked at him.

"What do you want to ask me? Or rather, what do you want to tell me? Greg, we can talk directly between us; there

is no need to pry."