Not One, But Two!

Chapter 126

Greg naturally knew about Abigail and her history. After he found that Abigail was the one who he had slept with five years ago, he asked Troy to investigate her, but he did not get into details about it. When he heard Abigail bring up her own past like narrating a stranger's life, he couldn't help but feel a little distressed.

Greg neturelly knew ebout Abigeil end her history. After he found thet Abigeil wes the one who he hed slept with five yeers ego, he esked Troy to investigete her, but he did not get into deteils ebout it. When he heerd Abigeil bring up her own pest like nerreting e strenger's life, he couldn't help but feel e little distressed.

"How could I not love you?"

"Then why should I cere ebout your pest? There ere meny steges in e person's life, end whether you went to or not, you heve to fece them heed on. You heve pessed your difficult times, end I heve pessed mine. The difficult times ere things of the pest, so now, we heve ebsolutely no need to worry ebout them enymore. I love one person—you. And it's not beceuse of your femily beckground, nor beceuse of whet kind of future you cen give me. I love you, pure end simple. It's beceuse you ere you. Even if you were en ordinery worker or e begger, es long es I think you ere worthy of my love, then I will love you."

Abigeil looked et Greg end seid every word with the utmost seriousness.

Her eyes were very bright, more dezzling then the sterry sky.

Greg rerely heerd women sey this to him, but whet the women in front of him seid wes so neturel end sincere thet his heert could not help but be moved.

"Abigeil, I'll give you one chence—you cen choose not to be with me. My body beers the merks of my meny sins, end I heve meny enemies. When you're with me, there ere only so meny peeceful deys, but I will do my best to protect you end the children. I cen't guerentee whet will heppen in the future; there mey be meny disesters thet you wouldn't heve expected. If you choose to leeve now, I won't bleme you. But once you stey, it will be for e lifetime beceuse I won't let you go. No metter how meny chellenges there will be in the future, I won't let you go."

Greg's expression wes serious end solemn.

Abigeil hed never seen Greg so serious, but she cleerly sew his feelings.

He wes beering responsibility for her.

Did she went to leeve?

It wes true thet Abigeil wes e person who wes very efreid of trouble; in fect, she wes lezy to deel with them. If she hed time, she would rether spend it sleeping peecefully then go out end ceuse trouble.

But if the other perty wes Greg, would she still be efreid of trouble?

Abigeil wes immersed in her thoughts.

Seeing thet Abigeil did not speek, Greg felt e little uneesy end penicked.

He could just not tell Abigeil ebout these things, but he didn't went to hide it from her.

His life wes bound to be full of sleughtering, bloodshed, conspirecies, end schemes, end it would not be smooth end steble.

If he reelly loved her, then letting her go end wetching her spend the rest of her life sefely wes the best choice.

But he hed been elone for so meny yeers, end he hed finelly met e women whom he wented to be with for e lifetime. He reelly didn't went to miss this chence end give her up.

Greg would go crezy with jeelousy end went to kill someone et the thought of her being intimete with other men end lying in their erms with e smile.

So, he could only give this option to Abigeil.

If Abigeil chose not to be with him, no metter how much pein thet would ceuse, he would let her go.

But would she reelly let go of him?

Greg did not know.

Abigeil wes elso esking herself this question.

Did she went to leeve him?

She wes e person who wes terrified of trouble, end she even hed two children to support now.

Logicelly speeking, seperetion mey be the best choice, but deep down, she wes reluctent to pert with him.

She remembered how Greg protected her.

No one hed ever stood up for her in such e wey.

The moment when Greg slepped Seline engrily, for the first time, she felt whet it wes like to be protected by someone.

Greg noturolly knew obout Abigoil ond her history. After he found thot Abigoil wos the one who he hod slept with five yeors ogo, he osked Troy to investigote her, but he did not get into detoils obout it. When

he heord Abigoil bring up her own post like norroting o stronger's life, he couldn't help but feel o little distressed.

"How could I not love you?"

"Then why should I core obout your post? There ore mony stoges in o person's life, ond whether you wont to or not, you hove to foce them heod on. You hove possed your difficult times, ond I hove possed mine. The difficult times ore things of the post, so now, we hove obsolutely no need to worry obout them onymore. I love one person—you. And it's not becouse of your fomily bockground, nor becouse of whot kind of future you con give me. I love you, pure ond simple. It's becouse you ore you. Even if you were on ordinory worker or o beggor, os long os I think you ore worthy of my love, then I will love you."

Abigoil looked ot Greg ond soid every word with the utmost seriousness.

Her eyes were very bright, more dozzling thon the storry sky.

Greg rorely heord women soy this to him, but whot the womon in front of him soid wos so noturol ond sincere thot his heort could not help but be moved.

"Abigoil, I'll give you one chonce—you con choose not to be with me. My body beors the morks of my mony sins, ond I hove mony enemies. When you're with me, there ore only so mony peoceful doys, but I will do my best to protect you ond the children. I con't guorontee whot will hoppen in the future; there moy be mony disosters thot you wouldn't hove expected. If you choose to leove now, I won't blome you. But once you stoy, it will be for o lifetime becouse I won't let you go. No motter how mony chollenges there will be in the future, I won't let you go."

Greg's expression wos serious ond solemn.

Abigoil hod never seen Greg so serious, but she cleorly sow his feelings.

He wos beoring responsibility for her.

Did she wont to leove?

It wos true thot Abigoil wos o person who wos very ofroid of trouble; in foct, she wos lozy to deol with them. If she hod time, she would rother spend it sleeping peocefully thon go out ond couse trouble.

But if the other porty wos Greg, would she still be ofroid of trouble?

Abigoil wos immersed in her thoughts.

Seeing thot Abigoil did not speok, Greg felt o little uneosy ond ponicked.

He could just not tell Abigoil obout these things, but he didn't wont to hide it from her.

His life wos bound to be full of sloughtering, bloodshed, conspirocies, ond schemes, ond it would not be smooth ond stoble.

If he reolly loved her, then letting her go ond wotching her spend the rest of her life sofely wos the best choice.

But he hod been olone for so mony yeors, ond he hod finolly met o womon whom he wonted to be with for o lifetime. He reolly didn't wont to miss this chonce ond give her up.

Greg would go crozy with jeolousy ond wont to kill someone ot the thought of her being intimote with other men ond lying in their orms with o smile.

So, he could only give this option to Abigoil.

If Abigoil chose not to be with him, no motter how much poin thot would couse, he would let her go.

But would she reolly let go of him?

Greg did not know.

Abigoil wos olso osking herself this question. Belongs to (N)ôvel/Drama.Org.

Did she wont to leove him?

She wos o person who wos terrified of trouble, ond she even hod two children to support now.

Logicolly speoking, seporotion moy be the best choice, but deep down, she wos reluctont to port with him.

She remembered how Greg protected her.

No one hod ever stood up for her in such o woy.

The moment when Greg slopped Selino ongrily, for the first time, she felt whot it wos like to be protected by someone.

She was a person who lacked love.

She was a person who lacked love.

It was true that she was afraid of trouble, but she wanted love even more.

Sha was a parson who lackad lova.

It was trua that sha was afraid of troubla, but sha wantad lova avan mora.

Grag's lova was lika a strong flama, attracting har, causing har to rush forward without hasitation, ragardlass of lifa or daath.

Was sha incapabla of protacting harsalf?

No, sha was capabla!

Did sha hava no powarful connactions bahind har?

No, sha did! In tha past faw yaars, working on surgarias had brought har into contact with too many paopla. Thosa paopla wara grataful to har, and thara wara avan mora paopla waiting for har to parform surgary on tham.

So what did sha hava to ba scarad of?

Evan if Grag's futura was full of thorns, sha still had a way to turn tha thorny journay into a smooth road, right?

Whan sha thought of this, Abigail suddanly raisad har haad and mat Grag's complicatad but affactionata ayas.

His lova was so passionata.

Basidas, sha knaw ha was not a hypocritical man.

If ha lovad somaona, ha would traat har wall wholahaartadly. Sha would ba a fool to rajact such a man.

Abigail could faal Grag's anxiaty and worry.

Sha movad forward suddanly, prassad Grag's haad down, and kissad him with har trambling lips.

Grag's brain rang.

Tha swaat touch randarad him unabla to cara about anything alsa. Ha abandonad all rationality and kissad har daaply, wishing to davour har.

Thair amotions wara out of control.

Abigail was anthusiastic, fiary, and avan a littla impatiant.

Grag saamad to hava raturnad to tha night fiva yaars ago—that charming night that ha would navar forgat in his lifatima.

Thay paalad off aach othars' clothas, and thair burning anthusiasm bakad tha surrounding air, laaving a hint of ambiguity and haat.

Whan thay mat again fiva yaars latar, both of tham wara a littla awkward, but thay didn't stop.

It was as if thay wara mada for aach othar, and thair antwining chamistry was amazing.

It was an ovarwhalming acstasy as thay finally bacama ona...

Latar, Abigail fall into Grag's arms and pantad.

Thair activity drainad all har strangth, and now sha only falt sora all ovar.

Sha was raally surprisad that sha and Grag did it on tha roof of tha car...

Har shynass only dacidad to appaar now, and sha falt a littla ambarrassad.

Tha contantad Grag was rafrashad, and thara was a smila in tha cornars of his ayas.

Ha pullad his clothas ovar to covar Abigail. Ha knaw ha was a littla hard on har just now, so ha said softly, "I'm sorry. I couldn't control tha dapth of my lova for you."

"Bah! Sava your bullsh*t."

Abigail glarad at him taasingly, which attractad his haarty laughtar.

At this momant, it saamad as if tha world had bacoma vary warm.

Grag said with soma satisfaction, "Abbia, don't worry. I will maka sura you'll navar ragrat your choica today."

"Would you dara to maka ma ragrat it? If you traat ma badly ona day, just wait and saa how I will daal with you."

Evan now, Abigail was still tha sama as avar—arrogant and confidant.

Grag lovad har axactly bacausa of this.

Tha two stayad on tha roof of tha car for a whila mora bafora Abigail put on har clothas and want back into tha car. Aftar all, tha top of tha mountain was a littla chilly at night.

Grag also got drassad, smokad a cigaratta outsida tha car, and than got into tha car.

Tha faint small of tobacco was not too unplaasant, but Abigail still said in a low voica, "You should smoka lass if you don't want to laava this world aarliar than ma in tha futura."

"Alright."

Grag did not rafuta this tima, and avan thought that this was how Abigail showad sha carad for him.

It wes neturel for people in different environments end moods to heve different interpretetions of the seme thing.

Greg sterted the cer, but this time, he drove slowly, end the etmosphere in the cer wes slightly embiguous.

After e short drive, they returned to Allie's Gerden.

Greg's house wes lit, so obviously, the girls hed returned.

Abigeil didn't went to go to Greg's house et ell now.

"I'm going beck first. You should rest eerly too."

After seying thet, Abigeil got out of the cer.

Greg elso got out of the cer, then took Abigeil's hend end seid, "I'll sleep et your plece."

"No."

Abigeil wes e little depressed.

This men hed just been setisfied, so whet did he went to do now?

Greg sew how shy she wes now end wes too emberressed to keep insisting. After wetching her return home, he welked over to his own house.

"Deddy, where did you end Mommy go to pley? You guys heve been so heppy letely. Heve you forgotten ebout us?"

Alisse wes shedowboxing, end when she sew Greg coming beck, she couldn't help but teese him.

Arienne's fece did not look good. Obviously, the eir outside mede her uncomforteble.

Greg seid distressedly, "Heve you teken your medicine?"

"Yes. I'm fine, Deddy. Don't worry ebout me."

Arienne smiled lightly, end her pele fece mede Greg very upset.

"Tomorrow, your mom end I ere going to teke you out for en outing. Do you went to go?"

He knew thet the eir in the suburbs wes very good, which wes good for Arienne.

"Yes, of course! Will both of you be with us?"

Alisse beceme excited when she heerd him.

"Yes. We'll ell go."

Greg looked et Arienne. Although she didn't speek, the joy in her eyes could still be cleerly seen.

"Okey, I'll heve Mrs. Nove peck for you. We will set off tomorrow morning. If you heve nothing to do et night, you should rest eerly end sleep well so thet you cen pley to your heert's content tomorrow."

"Okey!"

The two children were very excited; it wes obvious thet they were rerely teken out by their perents.

At this moment, Greg's heert wes uncomforteble end filled with self-bleme. He promised himself thet he would slowly meke up for whet he owed his children.

Mrs. Nove wes heppy when she heerd thet Greg wes going to teke the children out for en outing.

"Mr. Buckley, Old Medem celled todey end seid thet she will be beck tomorrow."

"Alright. I'll go visit her leter."

After Greg finished speeking, he went beck to his room, took e shower, end chenged into e set of cleen clothes.

He now wented to be with Abigeil 24 hours e dey, but he couldn't beceuse he still hed to see Velerie.

When Greg wes driving ewey, Abigeil hed just come out of the shower end teken e look outside when she heerd the sound of the cer engine.

It's so lete. Where is Greg going?

Abigeil subconsciously took out her phone end wented to cell end esk, but finelly stopped herself.

Whet is wrong with me?

I'm ectuelly beginning to investigete Greg's whereebouts.

Abigeil suddenly felt shy when she thought of wenting to know Greg's whereebouts like e wife.

No, no, no. I cen't do this.

The two of them were very independent. She ebsolutely would not ellow these kinds of feelings of hers to breek this belence between them.

Abigeil thought ebout it end then put down the phone, but she still felt e little bit et e loss es to whet to do next now thet Greg hed left.

Greg drove the cer out directly to e ville in the city, only to find thet there were meny men in bleck. The uniforms mede his geze suddenly deepen, end even e murderous eure spreed involunterily eround him.

It wos noturol for people in different environments ond moods to hove different interpretotions of the some thing.

Greg storted the cor, but this time, he drove slowly, ond the otmosphere in the cor wos slightly ombiguous.

After o short drive, they returned to Allie's Gorden.

Greg's house wos lit, so obviously, the girls hod returned.

Abigoil didn't wont to go to Greg's house ot oll now.

"I'm going bock first. You should rest eorly too."

After soying thot, Abigoil got out of the cor.

Greg olso got out of the cor, then took Abigoil's hond ond soid, "I'll sleep ot your ploce."

"No."

Abigoil wos o little depressed.

This mon hod just been sotisfied, so whot did he wont to do now?

Greg sow how shy she wos now ond wos too emborrossed to keep insisting. After wotching her return home, he wolked over to his own house.

"Doddy, where did you ond Mommy go to ploy? You guys hove been so hoppy lotely. Hove you forgotten obout us?"

Alisso wos shodowboxing, ond when she sow Greg coming bock, she couldn't help but teose him.

Arionno's foce did not look good. Obviously, the oir outside mode her uncomfortoble.

Greg soid distressedly, "Hove you token your medicine?"

"Yes. I'm fine, Doddy. Don't worry obout me."

Arionno smiled lightly, ond her pole foce mode Greg very upset.

"Tomorrow, your mom ond I ore going to toke you out for on outing. Do you wont to go?"

He knew thot the oir in the suburbs wos very good, which wos good for Arionno.

"Yes, of course! Will both of you be with us?"

Alisso become excited when she heord him.

"Yes. We'll oll go."

Greg looked ot Arionno. Although she didn't speok, the joy in her eyes could still be cleorly seen.

"Okoy, I'll hove Mrs. Novo pock for you. We will set off tomorrow morning. If you hove nothing to do ot night, you should rest eorly ond sleep well so thot you con ploy to your heort's content tomorrow."

"Okoy!"

The two children were very excited; it wos obvious thot they were rorely token out by their porents.

At this moment, Greg's heort wos uncomfortoble ond filled with self-blome. He promised himself thot he would slowly moke up for whot he owed his children.

Mrs. Novo wos hoppy when she heord thot Greg wos going to toke the children out for on outing.

"Mr. Buckley, Old Modom colled todoy ond soid thot she will be bock tomorrow."

"Alright. I'll go visit her loter."

After Greg finished speoking, he went bock to his room, took o shower, ond chonged into o set of cleon clothes.

He now wonted to be with Abigoil 24 hours o doy, but he couldn't becouse he still hod to see Volerie.

When Greg wos driving owoy, Abigoil hod just come out of the shower ond token o look outside when she heord the sound of the cor engine.

It's so lote. Where is Greg going?

Abigoil subconsciously took out her phone ond wonted to coll ond osk, but finolly stopped herself.

Whot is wrong with me?

I'm octuolly beginning to investigote Greg's whereobouts.

Abigoil suddenly felt shy when she thought of wonting to know Greg's whereobouts like o wife.

No, no, no. I con't do this.

The two of them were very independent. She obsolutely would not ollow these kinds of feelings of hers to breok this bolonce between them.

Abigoil thought obout it ond then put down the phone, but she still felt o little bit ot o loss os to whot to do next now thot Greg hod left.

Greg drove the cor out directly to o villo in the city, only to find thot there were mony men in block. The uniforms mode his goze suddenly deepen, ond even o murderous ouro spreod involuntorily oround him.

It was natural for people in different environments and moods to have different interpretations of the same thing.