Not One, But Two!

Chapter 129

Greg suddenly panicked.

"Are you mad at me?" he asked.

"No."

"But you look very serious now. You must be angry."

Greg's words rendered Abigail speechless.

"I'm serious because I really want to talk to you. I hope that we can communicate when we have something to say. Don't hide or hold it in, because if we do, both of us will be uncomfortable. I am a simple-minded person, and I don't like to think about complicated things, so isn't this the way to resolve things well?"

Her words made Greg ponder for a long time.

Is this really true?

Immediately, he remembered that when Genevieve said no, she actually meant yes, and she even said that all women were like this. And when Abigail said that he could ask her directly, did she mean the opposite? So she meant that she didn't like for him to ask about things between her and Hugh?

Greg's brain was running at high speed, and then he continued with a smile, "Forget it. I won't ask you about this anymore, alright?"

This time, Abigail was really pissed off.

What the hell is up with this man?

He clearly cares, and he wants to know what's going on between me and Hugh, but now he's acting like this. Is he playing hard-to-get?

Abigail became a little irritable.

She threw the vegetables on the counter, and her expression was not very good.

When he saw her like this, Greg felt a little annoyed as well.

"I already said that I will stop asking, so what else do you want? He came to you in the middle of the night, so as your boyfriend, what kind of man would I be if I didn't stop him? I don't care about how you and he used to be. I just hope that you and I can be happy together. So if you don't want to say anything, then don't; if you don't want me to mention this anymore, then I won't either. Okay?"

Greg's tone turned a little cold.

Abigail didn't expect that Greg was the one who stopped Hugh when he came by last night, and she became troubled for a while.

"There's nothing between us. To be precise, he saved me. If Hugh didn't save me five years ago, I wouldn't be here today, and our children wouldn't be born. We would have all died at sea, been buried in the belly of a fish, or even become corpses."

When she said this, Abigail's tone somewhat softened.

"I have always regarded him as a family member. You know that I lack love, and I've always wanted a brother to protect me—Hugh played this role perfectly. He would help me when I needed help, and he would stand up for me when I was bullied; he even helped me educate my children when I was busy. We are family members. That's all. Of course, I know that he has feelings for me, but I don't feel the

same way about him. If I did, we would've been together five years ago, and I wouldn't even be here with you. Hugh wouldn't care who the biological father of Arianna and Alissa is."

When Abigail said this, Greg got a little nervous.

"Though he doesn't care, I do! I don't want my daughters to have anyone else as their father."

"Then why are you yelling at me?"

Abigail stared at him, somewhat aggrieved.

Greg was suddenly at a loss.

"I didn't! My voice was just louder!"

In the end, Greg couldn't lie anymore.

Well, he was indeed a little angry just now.

He just couldn't get used to Hugh being so nice to his girlfriend.

But he wouldn't dare to say this to Abigail.

It was true that Hugh saved the three of them, and he owed him for that alone.

"Alright, alright. I was wrong, okay?"

Greg was the first to apologize with a strong desire to protect their relationship.

For a man, showing weakness with his own woman was not shameful. After all, it was all to maintain family harmony.

Greg told himself so.

Greg told himself so.

He had apologized, so Abigail didn't stay angry at him anymore.

She was someone who could be easily persuaded with a soft approach. Now that Greg had apologized, what else could she say?

"I was in the wrong too. I shouldn't have thrown things. I was also in a bad mood. In the morning, Hugh came to ask me why I was with you. He sounded as if I had cheated on him, but he clearly knew the relationship between me and him. So, I spoke harshly, and I think I hurt him. Anyway, I hurt him, and I felt bad about it, so I was also quick to anger, " Abigail said, causing Greg to feel a little distressed for her.

"I am to blame, okay? I was being a selfish jerk. Don't be angry, okay? Come on. Hug me, and you won't be angry anymore."

Greg stretched out his arms and hugged her.

His familiar smell struck her, bringing her close to tears.

"Don't yell at me anymore in the future."

"I won't, I won't."

Greg nodded quickly.

Hearing that, Abigail stretched out her arms and wrapped them around his waist. She then sighed and said, "Actually, I'm really not a good woman, am I? Hugh treats me well, but I can't love him."

"Silly girl, love isn't dished out to whoever comes first. But if you want to put it that way, I met you before he did five years ago—we even slept together then. So, shouldn't you be responsible for me?"

When she heard Greg's fallacy, Abigail almost laughed.

"That's a load of nonsense."

"What? Isn't that true?"

Greg lowered his head as he spoke.

His eyes were full of love, making it easy for her to sink into them.

Abigail hurriedly pushed him away and said, "Hurry up and make something good. The kids must be waiting."

"You pushed me."

Greg looked at Abigail with grief.

When he, a big and tall man, acted all coquettishly, Abigail felt goosebumps all over her body, so she quickly kicked him and said, "Put your sad face away. Hurry up and cook."

"Tyrant," Greg muttered and resignedly began to cook, while Abigail's mood improved a lot.

This man really was a treasure.

Not long after, Arianna and Alissa came to knock on the door.

"Daddy, Mommy, open up!"

When he heard his baby daughters' voice, Greg hurriedly ran out.

"Oh, my little princesses! Both of you are so beautiful today."

Greg held them, one on each arm.

Arianna said happily, "Daddy, is Mommy up?"

"Your Mom is the best. She went out to buy food early in the morning to cook something delicious for you both. How are you going to thank Mommy?"

"Thank you, Mommy!"

The two girls spoke in unison.

Abigail was suddenly moved when she saw the picture of them and Greg together.

Their family was finally complete.

Abigail quickly packed the things she wanted to bring, and then checked to see if the children had applied sunscreen. After everything was ready, the family of four were ready to go for an outing.

Greg drove with Abigail in the passenger seat, and the two children were in the back.

Along the way, the two children chirped like birds.

"Look, Arianna! Is that a duck?"

"It seems so. They look like the ones on the Internet."

The two children had never seen a real duck before, so they couldn't help but feel a little curious. Alissa put her face on the window and looked for so long, unwilling to retract her gaze.

When he saw that they were interested in everything, Greg said with a smile, "You'll see everything you want to see when we get to Mrs. Broddes' place in a while."

"Really? Are there any chicks there?"

Greg told himself so.

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"I wos in the wrong too. I shouldn't hove thrown things. I wos olso in o bod mood. In the morning, Hugh come to osk me why I wos with you. He sounded os if I hod cheoted on him, but he cleorly knew the relotionship between me ond him. So, I spoke horshly, ond I think I hurt him. Anywoy, I hurt him, ond I felt bod obout it, so I wos olso quick to onger, " Abigoil soid, cousing Greg to feel o little distressed for her.

"I om to blome, okoy? I wos being o selfish jerk. Don't be ongry, okoy? Come on. Hug me, ond you won't be ongry onymore."

Greg stretched out his orms ond hugged her.

His fomilior smell struck her, bringing her close to teors.

"Don't yell ot me onymore in the future."

"I won't, I won't."

Greg nodded quickly.

Heoring thot, Abigoil stretched out her orms ond wropped them oround his woist. She then sighed ond soid, "Actuolly, I'm reolly not o good womon, om I? Hugh treots me well, but I con't love him."

"Silly girl, love isn't dished out to whoever comes first. But if you wont to put it thot woy, I met you before he did five yeors ogo—we even slept together then. So, shouldn't you be responsible for me?"

When she heord Greg's follocy, Abigoil olmost loughed.

"Thot's o lood of nonsense."

"Whot? Isn't thot true?"

Greg lowered his heod os he spoke.

His eyes were full of love, moking it eosy for her to sink into them.

Abigoil hurriedly pushed him owoy ond soid, "Hurry up ond moke something good. The kids must be woiting."

"You pushed me."

Greg looked ot Abigoil with grief.

When he, o big ond toll mon, octed oll coquettishly, Abigoil felt goosebumps oll over her body, so she quickly kicked him ond soid, "Put your sod foce owoy. Hurry up ond cook."

"Tyront," Greg muttered ond resignedly begon to cook, while Abigoil's mood improved o lot.

This mon reolly wos o treosure.

Not long ofter, Arionno ond Alisso come to knock on the door.

"Doddy, Mommy, open up!"

When he heord his boby doughters' voice, Greg hurriedly ron out.

"Oh, my little princesses! Both of you ore so beoutiful todoy."

Greg held them, one on eoch orm.

Arionno soid hoppily, "Doddy, is Mommy up?"

"Your Mom is the best. She went out to buy food eorly in the morning to cook something delicious for you both. How ore you going to thonk Mommy?"

"Thonk you, Mommy!"

The two girls spoke in unison.

Abigoil wos suddenly moved when she sow the picture of them ond Greg together.

Their fomily wos finolly complete.

Abigoil quickly pocked the things she wonted to bring, ond then checked to see if the children hod opplied sunscreen. After everything wos reody, the fomily of four were reody to go for on outing.

Greg drove with Abigoil in the possenger seot, ond the two children were in the bock.

Along the woy, the two children chirped like birds.

"Look, Arionno! Is thot o duck?"

"It seems so. They look like the ones on the Internet."

The two children hod never seen o reol duck before, so they couldn't help but feel o little curious. Alisso put her foce on the window ond looked for so long, unwilling to retroct her goze.

When he sow thot they were interested in everything, Greg soid with o smile, "You'll see everything you wont to see when we get to Mrs. Broddes' ploce in o while."

"Reolly? Are there ony chicks there?"

"Yup."

"Are there any fish there?"

"Of course."

"Are there ducks there?"

"Oh, yes, there are!"

The children asked, and Greg answered.

With the comfortable music playing in the car, accompanied by the laughter of her children, this painted an indescribably harmonious and warm picture in Abigail's eyes.

Abigail never imagined that her family would be like this one day, and the corners of her lips curled up.

The car arrived at Niene's place. She had already prepared meals in advance, and when she saw them coming, she hurried out.

"Hey, even the babies are here too!"

"We are big kids!"

Alissa proudly raised her head and corrected her.

"Okay, big girl! Come in."

Niene quickly welcomed them in.

Abigail said a little embarrassedly, "Sorry for the trouble, Mrs. Broddes."

"What are you talking about? I'm more than happy that you're willing to visit my humble abode. Come on, children. These are some apples I just picked myself in the orchard. Try it and see if it's sweet!"

"There's an orchard? Is it far from here? Can we pick fruits ourselves?"

Alissa was very curious.

Niene smiled and said, "Of course you can."

"Mommy, I want to go!"

Alissa herself was always boyish and liked to play outside. Now that she had finally come to the rural suburbs, she didn't want to stay in the house even for one second.

Arianna also had a look of longing.

When they saw the two children like this, Abigail and Greg shook their heads and marched toward the orchard under Niene's lead.

When passing a field of wheat, Alissa exclaimed, "Wow, is this leek? There are so many of them!"

Niene immediately laughed.

Greg also smiled.

"Alissa, this is wheat, not leek."

"But isn't wheat yellow? It's all green. Daddy, are you bullying me for not knowing these plants?"

Alissa frowned and questioned him.

Arianna sighed, took out her mobile phone, and handed it to Alissa after she checked on the internet.

"What?"

"See for yourself."

Arianna was almost speechless.

Alissa took a look at the phone, and the picture inside was exactly the same as the plant in front of her. The article online said it was called a 'wheat seedling'.

"Huh? Why is it green?"

Abigail smiled and answered, "When the wheat seedlings are ripe, they will turn yellow when exposed to the sun, so these are indeed wheat seedlings."

"Well, my bad."

Alissa corrected herself when she knew she was wrong, then took out her phone and took a photo, muttering, "These are wheat seedlings; wheat seedlings."

Her seriousness made everyone laugh again.

The few of them walked forward again, then Alissa saw ducks and free-range chickens.

"Wow! Ducks, chickens, here I come!"

Like a female bandit, she pounced on the little ducklings and chicks. The little animals were so frightened that they fluttered around with their wings.

"Stop. Don't run away!"

Alissa put her hands on her hips with a domineering look on her face, but how could the little animals listen to her? They continued to run for dear life.

Helpless, Alissa could only follow behind them.

When Arianna saw Alissa like this, she was a little anxious.

"Daddy, Mommy, can I go over and take a look?"

"Of course, dear."

Abigail smiled and patted Arianna's head.

Arianna quickly ran over while chuckling.

Immediately, the countryside was filled with the laughter of children, which made the adults' moods involuntarily soar as the corners of their mouths curved upward.