Not One, But Two!

Chapter 193

After getting past the Leynthall Family's security system, Abigail found a lot of interesting stuff. Just by exposing all

of these to the public, it would mean the end of the world for the Leynthall Family. As she sneered, Abigail

anonymously sent all the evidence to the Central Commission for Discipline Inspection. It only took her three

minutes to finish up everything, and she turned off the computer and kept her bracelet as though nothing had

happened.

Meanwhile, Greg had already arrived at the club's entrance with new clothes when he received Benjamin's call.

"Mr. Buckley, I received a call from the company saying that they're unable to get past the Leynthall Family's

firewall while investigating them."

Greg furrowed his brows. "Where's Carter?"

"He has taken a day off, and he'll only come back to work tomorrow. I'm unable to reach him now."

Benjamin had just taken over Troy's job. Even though he was able to handle all the work, it wasn't a bed of roses for

him. At the same time, Greg was aware of Carter's uniqueness. After giving it a thought, he realized that since

Genevieve was in their hands, they still had ample time to deal with the Leynthalls. Therefore, he could wait for one

more day. "Got it."

After hanging up the call, Greg sauntered into the club with joy written all over his face. As soon as Benjamin saw

his boss stepping into the place with a jovial expression, he hurriedly went over and uttered in a small voice,

"Welcome back, Mr. Buckley."

"Where's my woman?" Greg looked around.

Benjamin quickly replied, "She has just returned to her bedroom. Earlier on, she went over to deal with Miss

Leynthall and told me to throw her onto the street. I've already told some people to do it."

It never crossed Greg's mind that Abigail would be so high-profile this time. It seemed that Amy was truly important

to her. "What about making her apologize on livestream?"

"Miss Abigail has forced her to do it. Moreover, she said that no one could harm her man without her permission in

a domineering manner, so Miss Leynthall had to pay the price. Then, she went on to stamp on Miss Leynthall's

hand. I could see that Miss Abigail was infuriated," Benjamin illustrated vividly.

Greg became startled for a moment before he felt ecstatic. "Did she really say that?"

"Yes, she did. I recorded everything, Mr. Buckley. Here it is." Benjamin quickly fished out his phone and played the

recording of Abigail's cold voice.

Greg was over the moon as he said, "I'll tell the finance manager to give you a pay raise."

He decided to give Benjamin some benefits since he was in a jovial mood.

Meanwhile, Benjamin was startled for a moment before he said joyfully, "Thanks, Mr. Buckley."

"You earned it." Upon finishing his words, Greg opened the bedroom door eagerly.

Presently, Abigail was taking a rest with her back leaned against the headboard. When she heard the sound of the

door opening, she opened her eyes and saw Greg stepping into the room with a cheerful expression. "What

happened? Did you pick up some money while jogging?"

She was in a good mood since she had punished Genevieve.

Greg said with a smile, "It's much better than that. Put them on and see if they fit."

Then, he passed the new clothes to her.

Abigail was surprised to see this since the malls weren't supposed to be open at this hour. Why did he go out and

buy clothes for her? Upon seeing her doubtful gaze, Greg explained gently, "I saw that your clothes were damp.

You'll catch a cold if you go out like this. We didn't bring any clothes with us, so I decided to buy new ones for you.

Don't tell me even if you don't like it, for I'll only feel hurt."

Upon hearing that, Abigail broke into laughter as her heart was filled with warmth. "Are the malls even open yet?"

"I called and told them to start working."

While he was nonchalant, Abigail was speechless at that. It was typical of Greg to make others start working early

so that he could buy some clothes. With that said, it felt great to be treasured.

After taking the clothes, Abigail realized that it was a modest-looking white tracksuit. Nonetheless, she had already

taken a liking to it. "Thanks."

"I want more than that," Greg said in a way like he was a ruffian. As he thought about how Abigail proclaimed to

Genevieve that he was her man, he could barely conceal his contentment.

Upon seeing that he was smirking like a fool, Abigail rolled her eyes at him. "I'll prepare a meal for you some day."

"Alright."

Abigail initially thought that he wouldn't agree to it, so it surprised her when he said yes. Instead, she became

bashful. "I'll get changed now. Can you go to the hospital with me? I'd like to visit Amy."

Greg wasn't jealous that Abigail was worried about Amy, so he nodded in agreement. Even if she wanted to go

bungee-jumping together, he would readily agree to it. In fact, it was easy to please Greg.

Upon that realization, Abigail felt heartbroken for him. It was the happiest thing in the world to have a haughty man

like him who was good to her wholeheartedly. At this moment, she rejoiced at the fact that Genevieve had dumped

him.

All of a sudden, she got up and cupped the man's face before she tiptoed and kissed him on the lips. Then, she

dashed into the bathroom. The sudden kiss stunned him, so by the time he came to his senses, she had already

entered the bathroom and locked the door. Staring at the bathroom's closed door, he laughed like a fool and

subconsciously touched the corners of his mouth. Her lips are soft and she smells great.

Meanwhile, Abigail felt her heart pounding against her chest; it was a heart-throbbing feeling that made her face

blush. With a smile on her face, she chastised herself for having butterflies in her stomach like an eighteen-year-old

girl despite already being a mother of two. Then, Abigail pressed her hand against her chest as though she was

worried that her heart would leap out of her body. While panting, she thought, It was just a peck! Why am I so

excited? My face feels like it's going to burn, though. At that moment, she realized that it felt great to be in love.

As she looked at her blushing self in the mirror's reflection, she quickly got changed and discovered that the clothes

fit her perfectly. She fell into her wild thoughts again, but she soon snapped back to reality and felt that she couldn't

keep on having these thoughts. Ever since getting together with Greg, she had slowly become a licentious woman.

It's all his fault! Despite her accusation, she felt a sense of sweetness streaming out of her heart and filling her

entire figure.

While waiting for his woman, Greg told Benjamin to buy a fruit basket and some supplements to put inside the car.

When he was done with all that, Abigail had also pulled herself together as she opened the bathroom's door. Upon

seeing that his woman was standing in front of him in a set of white clothes, he fell into a dazed state. For some

reason, he thought that Abigail would look gorgeous if she was clad in a wedding dress. The word 'marriage' sprang

into his mind once again.

"What's wrong? Do I look terrible?" In fact, Abigail was nervous. She had always been a confident person, so she

rarely cared about anyone's opinion of her. However, she felt somewhat bashful when faced with Greg.

Greg hurriedly shook his head. Since he was worried that he might cause any misunderstandings, he quickly

uttered, "You look wonderful in these clothes. In fact, you look just like a fairy."

"If I'm a fairy, what do you think you are?" Even though Abigail was elated, she was still relentless.

Greg uttered smugly, "Isn't it obvious? If you're a fairy, I must be the most handsome deity in heaven."

"What a shameless guy," said Abigail while smiling. Then, she shuffled toward him. With their fingers intertwined,

they ambled out of the club together.

The weather was neither too humid nor too cold as they basked in the morning sun. Abigail cast away all her

worries and felt warmth in her heart. Greg told Benjamin to drive before he entered the backseat along with

Abigail. When the woman saw the things Greg had prepared for Amy, she was moved. Rarely any man in the world

would also take care of the people around his woman. Furthermore, she and Amy were not related by blood.

"Thanks, Greg."

Upon seeing how serious she was, Greg uttered, "Don't ever say thanks to me again. I'm willing to do anything for

you, and I don't need you to thank me. Got it?"

"You don't have to do all these for Amy, though." Abigail knew that she could never resist this man's love and

passion.

A nonchalant Greg replied, "She's the person you care about the most, so I have to help her on your behalf.

Anyway, it was because of my negligence that she was hurt, so I have to take up the responsibility."

Abigail knew that he was only saying this to make her feel less dejected, but it had fortified her decision that she

would never let this man go. She tightly wrapped her arms around the man, and when she saw the cufflinks on his

sleeve, she cheered up all of a sudden.

Upon sensing her emotion, Greg couldn't help but ask, "What's on your mind? Why do you look so happy?"

"I'm not going to tell you."

Presently, Abigail was as mischievous as a young kid. She even stuck out her tongue, which made Greg's heart

throb for a moment. Then, he draped his arms around the woman in a domineering manner and locked lips with

her.

Upon seeing that, Benjamin quickly rolled up the partition and put on a pair of earbuds to listen to some songs.

While Greg was pleased with Benjamin's tactfulness, Abigail felt embarrassed.

They could do whatever they wanted when they were in their own room, but she was still a reserved and demure

woman in public. Upon seeing how different Abigail looked now, Greg became even more enamored and almost

wanted to bed her in the car.

Abigail had been aroused as well, but when she realized that he had halted, she batted her alluring eyes and

inadvertently looked at him in a seductive manner, almost making the man lose control.

"Stop looking at me like this. We're about to reach the hospital, and I'll become jealous if Amy sees you looking like

this. Only I can see you looking drowned in your desires, got it?"

Greg's voice was extremely hoarse. At that instant, Abigail came to the realization that even though he was

passionate, he still behaved in an appropriate manner. Despite the fact that he was on the brink of losing control,

he was still able to take her feelings and situation into consideration. This side of him alone made her feel that she

had to treasure this man.

For some reason, she suddenly thought of Jonathan. When they were still together five years ago, he had

repeatedly attempted to make love with her. At that time, she cried and begged him to stop, but he started

breaking everything within his sight in exasperation as though she had done the most terrible thing in the world.

After comparing such a jerk to the man before her eyes, she increasingly realized that Greg was the right man for

her. She couldn't help but feel smitten with him.