Not One, But Two!

Chapter 90

Genevieve?

Abigail never thought she would run into Genevieve here.

Gillian removed herself from Abigail and looked coldly at Genevieve. "Did you do it on purpose, Genevieve?"

"I don't know if it was on purpose, but I do know that I don't like you. Quit showing off in front of me, or I won't know

what I'll do next time."

Abigail couldn't stand by and watch Genevieve's arrogant attitude anymore.

"Oh, there's one thing I don't know: How come a fool ended up working at a place as sacred as the military

hospital?"

Genevieve was instantly angered once Abigail finished speaking. She realized just then that the person sitting in the

office was Abigail, but the latter's face looked too comical.

"Oh, hi, Dr. Kain, what happened to your face? Mosquitoes got to you?"

"Would you believe me if I said Greg kissed me too much?"

Abigail's words drove Genevieve to extreme fury, but before she could say anything, she heard Abigail continue,

"Now that's weird. I remember you showing me how much you liked Greg in the past, but why are you bullying

Cody's wife now? Do you fancy both men?"

The expression on Genevieve's face took a turn for the worse.

Realizing that the two knew each other and were at odds with each other, Gillian immediately said to Abigail, "Just

go back first and get Mr. Buckley to apply the ointment on your face. Things will get difficult for you otherwise."

"Greg is here too? Where is he?"

Hearing that, Genevieve immediately looked around, but she failed to catch sight of Greg.

"Are you pranking me?" She frowned.

"No one would even want to watch us pranking you. Stop getting so full of yourself."

With that, Abigail grabbed her medicine and left.

After taking Abigail here, Greg felt an urge and went to the bathroom, leaving Abigail alone.

He never expected to see Abigail stomping furiously out of the office.

He was about to say something when he saw Genevieve running after her. Then, Genevieve grabbed a garbage can

and hurled it toward Abigail.

Instantly, Greg's face fell.

"What are you doing, Genevieve?"

He pulled Abigail into his embrace. Abigail's face already had an allergic reaction, so if it got infected with the

germs in the garbage, something worse might happen.

Before this, Greg thought that Genevieve was just a little spoiled and that she was kind at heart, but now he realized

how vicious she was.

Therefore, Greg's expression sank.

"You are a doctor, but you're throwing garbage cans at patients? Genevieve, do you have a death wish?"

Genevieve was already pissed, but when she saw Greg protecting Abigail, her anger boiled even more.

"It's my business if I want to die. What does that have to do with you?"

"Abigail is my woman, so of course, it matters to me when you're trying to hurt her."

Genevieve was stunned at Greg's words, and then, with a blink of her eyes, tears began streaming down her face.

"If she's your woman, then who am I to you? Greg, you jerk!"

Greg frowned and bit his lip as he said, "Do you dare tell everyone who you are to me? If you announce it, I'll marry

you right away."

Genevieve was about to say something when she saw Cody running over to them, and she immediately swallowed

her words. Then, right in front of Greg, she ran toward Cody.

"Cody, you're here! Did you come to see me?"

Her face was filled with surprise and coyness as she tossed Greg to the side.

As Abigail watched this scene play out, she immediately realized something.

This Genevieve woman is really something.

She left Greg hanging on one hand and ran after Cody on another. She's so flirty and half-hearted, but Greg is still

infatuated with her like no one's business.

What's so good about her?

Abigail patted Greg's chest and said in a low voice, "Let's go. We can heal blindness in the eyes, but we can do

nothing about blindness in the heart."

The corners of Greg's mouth turned up bitterly.

So this is the woman he's been pursuing all this while.

It's about time he lets go.

He gripped Abigail's shoulder tightly, with so much force that it seemed to seep into Abigail's bones.

Abigail simply frowned a little, remaining silent as she allowed Greg to carry her out of the military hospital.

Throughout all this, Genevieve never sent Greg another gaze, and of course, she didn't run after them either.

Abigail sighed and said, "So, how blind were you?"

"I thought if there's a will, there's a way. Who knew that after so long, even after Cody and Gillian got married, she's

still behaving like this?"

Greg smiled bitterly, but that smile looked even worse than a crying face.

"All right, you'll have to learn to let go. Something that's meant to be yours will be yours, no matter what. Likewise,

something that's not meant to be yours will never be yours, no matter how hard you try. Just let go when you have

to and don't hold on for too long. You look smarter than this, so stop being so stubborn."

Greg was upset at Abigail's words.

He had always been stubborn in the relationship department, but that woman did not deserve his sacrifice.

Greg remained silent as he took Abigail back to Allie's Garden. Unexpectedly, they bumped into Emma at the

entrance, and Emma didn't look too happy as she stood in front of Greg's car, blocking it.

"Move!"

Greg was already in a foul mood, and now that someone deserving a scolding popped up, he instantly lost his

temper.

Emma was still wary toward Greg, but then she remembered how puzzled she was when Quinn asked her to

perform a surgery on his wife.

Isn't this something Abigail should do instead?

Also, I've returned the 5 million, so why would Abigail push the surgery on me? I don't even know how to hold a

scalpel!

In her anger, Emma had run over to have a talk with Abigail.

Emma knew that she couldn't go against Quinn's power, but when met with Greg's terrifying glare, she could only

lower her voice and say, "Mr. Buckley, I'm here to talk to my sister."

"There's nothing to discuss between us."

Abigail's face was already in that condition, so she didn't want to go out just for Emma to mock her. Moreover, she

knew what Emma was here for, and she wasn't in the mood to humor Emma.

Greg said coldly, "Heard that? She doesn't want to see you. Move!"

"I'm not moving! I'm standing right here until Abigail gets out and gives me a proper explanation. Mr. Buckley, run

over me if you have the guts to."

Emma acted defiant, as if she didn't fear death, so Greg couldn't help but laugh.

"So you chose death. I'll give you what you asked for."

With that, he stepped on the gas pedal, and the car was lurching and speeding forward like an arrow.

Seeing Greg's car speeding toward her, Emma screamed in terror, then clambered to the side, fearing that the car

would hit her if she moved too slowly.

The car drove into Allie's Garden without reducing its speed.

"Tch, and here I thought we have a brave soul for once. Turns out it's another one afraid to die."

Greg spoke mockingly.

Abigail gave him a nonchalant look, but her heart was racing.

This man really meant it just now.

She knew that Greg was the dark emperor because he thought he had been quite tolerant toward her. Now, she

realized that Greg was more than tolerant toward her; he was even spoiling her.

Abigail's expression remained the same as she mulled over the thought.

The car stopped in front of Abigail's villa.

"Go on in, and I'll apply the ointment for you. Then we'll eat at my place later."

"I'm not getting out."

Abigail refused to go anywhere with her face like that.

Greg looked at her and smiled. "It's just an allergy, so what are you worried about? Besides, there are no outsiders

at home. My mother has gone out, and we don't know when she's coming back, so there are only two children at

home. Are you sure you're cruel enough to refuse dining with them?"

Abigail couldn't think of anything to say in return.

"Fine."

"Look how unwilling you are. It's just a meal, and I'm not even asking you to sleep with me. Abigail, do you hate me

that much?"

Greg felt like he took a huge hit to his pride.

"Quit saying nonsense."

Abigail got out of the car and walked toward Greg's house.

This woman is too arrogant!

Greg gritted his teeth as he followed her inside. However, he was so shocked that he dropped his jaw.

"Was there a break-in?"

Greg looked at Abigail.

Abigail said calmly, "It's Allie. She likes to take the house apart when she's bored."

While she spoke, Arianna appeared. When Arianna saw her mother, she said helplessly, "Mommy, Allie said she's

too bored, and I couldn't stop her, so…"

Greg stared at his house, which looked like a robber had turned everything inside out. In his heart, he continuously

told himself, Calm down, Greg, it's your own daughter.

Abigail was used to it, however. She took off her jacket and tossed it on the couch, then rolled up her sleeves and

began tidying.

"Forget it. I'll get the servants to clean up. Let's eat outside."

Greg didn't even know where to start cleaning, so he pulled Abigail back.

She was still a patient, after all. However, Abigail refused.

"The air outside might not be good for Aria's asthma, so let's just stay at home. You and Aria can wait in your

rooms; I'll be done soon."

As Abigail spoke, she had already begun cleaning up.

Greg was about to say something when Arianna tugged at his hand, saying quietly, "Let's go, Daddy. Mommy is very

experienced, so she'll finish it up very quickly."

"All right."

Seeing his daughter's cute face, Greg carried her in his arms and went to her room.

Not long afterward, Greg heard Abigail's low growl.

"Alissa! Come over here right now. I swear I won't kill you."

"No way! If I really went over, you'll skin me alive! I'm not stupid!"

With that, Alissa jumped up and did a handstand as she flipped over the couch, dashing in the direction of Arianna's

room.

"Aria, Daddy, help! Mommy is gonna kill me!"

She was screaming with such urgency that Greg hastily opened the door to let her in, spreading his arms to catch

her.

However, Alissa was running with the force of a sprinting calf, and she knocked Greg over onto the floor.

A familiar pair of shorts landed on Abigail's head, swaying in the wind. As for Abigail herself, she was furious.

Greg suddenly realized why that pair of shorts looked familiar.

That was his own pair of boxers, the pair he changed out of yesterday but never got to toss in the laundry.