Not One, But Two!

Chapter 181

Hugh was stunned as he stared at Abigail's indifferent but determined gaze. Right then, he had no doubts that

Abigail would really go against him for Greg.

It hasn't even been a month, but she's already so in love with Greg? What about all of my efforts for the past five

years?

It was always a fearful thing to be compared. Just then, Hugh's hatred toward Greg increased even more.

Still, he knew Abigail well and knew that there wouldn't be any chance for him to reconcile with her if he picked a

fight with her now.

At the thought of that, Hugh suppressed his jealousy and asked dejectedly, "What part of him is better than me?

What made you fall head over heels for him?"

"You two are completely different people, and there's nothing to be compared between the two of you. Maybe he's

just fated to be my other half."

Upon hearing that, Hugh got sadder.

"Fated? How do you know that it's fated when you're not a fortune teller?"

"With some people, you'll know at first glance that they are meant for you, while it would feel plain as water for

others, even though you've been with them for a long time. Hugh, you'll meet someone who is meant for you, so

you have to let things go and let the both of us go. We will still be friends in the future," Abigail answered before

turning around to pay, but Hugh was one step ahead of her as he paid for the cat.

"If that's the care, let me buy you this cat as an apology," Hugh said before he turned around and left.

He was afraid that he might lose control of himself and do something bad to Abigail if he continued staying.

On the other hand, although Abigail didn't want Hugh to pay for her, he was way faster than her, and the staff was

already wrapping the cat cage up and giving her some cat food.

Not wanting to say anything, she found Hugh's contact and transferred two thousand to him through Venmo. It

didn't matter if Hugh wanted to buy Abigail the cat or not, since she just didn't want Greg to misunderstand her.

At the same time, it seemed like the kitten knew that she had a new owner as she started meowing obediently in

Abigail's arm, causing her to like the kitten even more.

"Let's go. Mommy's taking you home."

Abigail's mood improved greatly because of the cat.

When she took the kitten back to her mansion, she ran into Amy, who was curious about the kitten that she was

carrying. "Dr. Kain, where did you get this kitten?"

"I just bought her. She's just two months old, and she'll be staying here from now on," Abigail explained cheerfully

before she went into the living room to find a space to house the kitten.

Since Amy really liked cats as well, she quickly asked, "Dr. Kain, does this kitten have a name?"

"No, I haven't really thought of one."

Abigail recalled the Russian Blue cat that she used to rear in the past that had a name called Snowdrop. Staring at

the kitten in front of her, she couldn't help but see a fragment of her old cat.

"I'll name her Snowdrop," she smiled before saying.

"Snowdrop? That's a nice name. Can I take care of her with you as well?"

Amy reached out to play with Snowdrop but was dejected when Snowdrop refused to play with her.

"Dr. Kain, Snowdrop seems to recognize her owner. I can't believe she refused to play with me."

Refusing to give up, Amy tried to draw in the kitten with cat food, but Snowdrop remained unfazed while Abigail

started laughing when she noticed the dejected look on Amy's face.

"Snowdrop is shy because you're still a stranger to her, and she'll warm up to you soon enough. Why don't you help

me decorate Snowdrop's cage? I need more cat litter as well."

With Snowdrop's arrival, Abigail started getting busy and completely forgot about the sadness that arose because

of Greg.

At the same time, Genevieve was dejected when she didn't get any reply from Abigail after a long time.

After leaving the boxing gym, she found out that Greg had gone to Straqium Embankment and quickly followed

after him.

As Genevieve was a frequent customer of Straqium Embankment, none of the workers there stopped her while she

navigated to Greg's private room without any difficulties. When she saw Greg, he was already drunk and asleep on

the table while he mumbled incoherently.

Immediately, Genevieve walked over to him.

"Greg, you drank too much. Let me send you home."

"Leave me alone," Greg mumbled. Right then, he felt his heart burning up as he lay on the bar counter.

Greg couldn't explain what he was feeling, and he felt like his heart was about to explode because he couldn't vent

his emotions. At that moment, alcohol was the only thing that could make him feel a little better.

While Greg was feeling extremely dizzy, he felt someone removing his shirt in a blur, and the familiar scent of

perfume made him pause.

"Genevieve?"

He grabbed Genevieve by her wrist while Genevieve almost let out a scream due to how forceful his grip was.

"Greg, you drank too much. Let go of me."

Staring at Genevieve in a drunken manner, Greg suddenly asked sternly, "What are you doing here? Why did you

remove my shirt?"

Upon meeting Greg's sharp gaze, Genevieve was taken aback before she quickly refuted, "Since when did I remove

your shirt? You really drank too much. I just wanted to move you to the couch so that you'll feel more comfortable."

"I don't need your help! Stay away from me. My Abbie's going to get jealous if she sees this!"

Greg pushed her away before burping.

Then, he stood up and staggered to the washroom to freshen himself up.

When Genevieve saw how the man, who used to be extremely doting toward her, became cold and avoided her as

if she was a virus, she gritted her teeth in anger.

What did he just say? He's afraid that his Abbie will be upset? Since when does Abigail belong to him? This is

ridiculous!

She quickly headed to the washroom to see Greg sprawled across the basin uncomfortably while vomiting before

ordering a glass of honey water from the waiter for him.

"Drink some honey water to soothe your stomach. Seriously, did Abigail cheat on you or something? Why are you

so upset? Greg, I've never seen you like this ever since we were kids. Abigail is not a good person, and you shouldn't

get tricked by her. I bet she's cheating on you with other men behind your back."

Genevieve's words had completely triggered Greg's anger, which he had tried really hard to suppress previously,

causing him to stand up and glare at her before snapping, "How is Abigail's business with other men any of your

business? Who are you to say anything when I don't even care? Stay away!"

Although Greg only snapped after he was triggered, he made himself clear with his words.

Meanwhile, Genevieve was stunned before her face darkened.

"You know that she has business with other men, and you actually tolerated it? Greg, since when do you enjoy being

ignorant?"

Immediately, Greg got pissed off when he heard her sharp words.

"Haven't I always been ignorant since I was eighteen when you fooled around with me while pursuing Cody?!"

In this instance, Genevieve felt guilty. "It's a different case for me since I've never cheated on you."

"That's because Cody isn't interested in you. If he likes you, do you think that you still show up in front of me like

this? If that happens, I'll probably have to address you as Mrs. Kottler by now. Genevieve, I understand you better

than anyone else, and I'm warning you to stay out of my business. What Abigail do does not concern you, and if you

try to disturb her again, I'll make sure that you regret ever living in the world. I'm sure you know how I am since

you've known me since I was small, so don't force me to do anything to you. F*ck off!"

Greg sobered up a little and started feeling upset again after getting provoked by Genevieve while Genevieve felt

furious before she huffed, "Greg, I really love you. Can't you feel it?"

"You should keep your love. I don't deserve something like that, and I don't want it as well. Also, do not enter my

private room if you don't have anything important to do," he replied before calling the front desk.

"Do not allow anyone to enter my private room without my permission, or you guys can prepare to get fired."

While Greg sounded dominant, it made Genevieve feel extremely humiliated.

"Greg, are you seriously going to sever your ties with me, someone who has been with you for years, just because

of Abigail? Doesn't our past relationship matter to you?"

"Why should I care about my past relationship? What about my current relationship? Genevieve, you should know

that I'm a cold-blooded person. I'll pamper you as much as I can when I'm in love with you, and I won't hesitate to

give you everything that I can get, but I won't spare you anything if I don't love you anymore. Do you understand

that?"

Right then, Genevieve suddenly felt saddened when she stared at the cold man in front of her.

It seemed like Greg had really discarded his past self that was head over heels in love with her. At this moment,

Greg was like a stranger to her, and his merciless actions were suffocating her.

"Greg, if I admit that I was wrong and don't want to be Mrs. Kottler anymore, will you still give me a chance to start

over with you?"

"It's too late for that. I've already given my heart to someone else. Genevieve, you've never looked back even

though I waited for you for more than ten years, and I've decided to give up. When I gave up on you, I realized that

I didn't love you as much as I had imagined. In fact, I even felt a sense of relief when I did so. There are certain

things that should just remain in the past once the opportunity is missed. I hope that you can move on as well,"

Greg stated before he left.

Although he was still struggling to walk properly, he didn't want to stay in the room with Genevieve any longer, as

he was afraid that Abigail might misunderstand after hearing rumors about what had happened.

While Greg was enraged with jealousy at all the things that Abigail might have done in the past as a hitman, he still

remembered that he was her boyfriend, and he shouldn't do things that might make her misunderstand or upset.

When he continued staggering forward, a person suddenly appeared by the corner of the corridor with a sharp

knife and tried to stab him while he was caught off guard.