Not One, But Two!

Chapter 159

"What are you thinking about? Just go in quickly! Do you not understand?"

Using a soft voice that only the two of them could hear, Greg interrupted Abigail's thoughts.

Even though she still had a lot of questions, Abigail still went ahead as per instructed.

She felt quite strange by all this.

Usually, Greg would act quite aloof in front of her, but when anything major or serious happened, she would still listen to his opinions.

This would absolutely not happen in the past.

It wasn't that she completely followed his instructions; it was just that she would not head into a problem by herself. She felt that it was quite nice to be able to discuss her thoughts with someone.

Unsure on whether this was actually a good thing or not, Abigail could only leave that for later, as she needed to focus on the task at hand.

Greg gave her a simple signal, letting her enter from the back door while he would enter from the entrance, trapping those inside in between.

There were only three intruders, which was of no issue if the duo wanted to subdue them, but Greg still called for the guards as a precaution.

He believed and respected Abigail's abilities to handle the situation, but it was the 'what if' that worried him, as he would not leave anything to chance when it came to her.

When Abigail jumped in from the back window, Greg had already opened the door to the room.

The moment Greg entered the room, Quinn was utterly shocked.

"Why are you here?"

He had done his homework and knew that this was Abigail's home, and that Greg would not be here. Yet here Greg was, making Quinn suddenly become cautious. The latter even subconsciously wanted to make Teal a hostage, only to discover that Amy had already placed herself between them.

Teal stiffened up upon seeing this.

Quinn really did consider making her become his shield.

At this moment, the man in front of her, who would always say how much he loved her, was like a different person all of a sudden. He seemed eerily distant. It was only at this point that Teal truly found out that she had been deceiving herself all along.

It was until this that she finally realized Quinn's ulterior motive.

This shattered Teal's heart.

Even when she was getting acupuncture treatment, she did not feel pain like this.

The sense of betrayal from the closest person to her made her feel like her heart was stabbed countless times, as she felt endless pain coursing through her.

Breathing in deeply, Teal then tapped on Amy's shoulder before looking at Greg and saying, "Mr. Buckley, can I settle this problem on my own?"

Greg, who did not have much of an impression of her, instead redirected his gaze to behind Teal.

It was then that Quinn and Teal found out Abigail had entered through the back door and was already standing in the main hall.

Teal instantly understood this situation.

To this, she could only smile bitterly.

See, this is what it looks like to really love a woman.

Even though Greg did not utter a word, she could sense the respect and support he had for Abigail through his sincere gaze.

He really loves her.

In contrast, Teal felt like she was blind all these years for not realizing the ugly person under the façade that Quinn had on. If it weren't for Abigail, Teal was quite certain that she would be on death's door right now.

Thinking this, Teal looked at Abigail and pleaded, "Dr. Kain, even though I know that I have involved you in my family matters, it's still my personal problem in the end and I apologize for this. Could you permit me to go back and solve this on my own?"

Teal sought Abigail's opinions.

In her gaze were only overflowing bitterness and sadness, all of which Abigail was all too familiar with.

When she saw Jonathan with her own sister five years ago, she had the same exact gaze, so she knew Teal's current feelings better than anyone.

"Teal, your body is—"

"I know, but it would be very inappropriate for me to conduct family affairs in your home, Dr. Kain."

Even though Teal was weak, she still had her own principles that she wanted to uphold.

Abigail thought that she should have some method to deal with Quinn since she had already spoken, though she had no idea what she could rely on.

She was no saint, hence she would not interfere too much in another person's life.

As a doctor, it was her duty to save Teal, but Abigail did not feel obligated to help her any further than that.

"Alright, then. Come back after three days to continue your treatment. If you wish to stop it, please inform me beforehand too," Abigail replied unhesitatingly.

A bit dazed, Teal then smiled subtly, making Abigail a bit confused.

"Why are you smiling?"

"It's nothing, Dr. Kain. Thank you. I'll come back in three days."

Her words were said unwaveringly, making Quinn feel a bit sour inside, but he did not dare to express his thoughts too much in Greg's presence.

Instead, a wicked thought flashed across his eyes.

This wretched wench actually made Greg and Abigail stand up for her.

Turning around, Teal just so happened to see the flash of hatred in Quinn's eyes, making her sneer in response.

After marrying him for so many years, she had become a woman that would cook, clean and be a generally competent housewife to him, thinking that this would earn the man's love and care. Instead, she only clearly saw that she was nothing in his eyes.

Since it came to this, what love between them was left to talk about?

"Let's go back." Saying this bluntly, Teal then walked outside.

When she passed by Greg, she nodded slightly at him without saying anything.

Looking back at her, Greg felt a hint of admiration for the woman.

Quinn also left soon after.

The main hall then quieted down all of a sudden.

Following this, Amy said somewhat worryingly, "Is it apt for us to just let Teal go back with him? What if Quinn—"

"Amy, everybody has their own problems that they have to face. We are not Teal, nor are we judges. We're just doctors, and our job is to cure patients, nothing more and nothing less."

It was not that Abigail was being coldhearted; rather, she respected Teal's own thoughts.

After hearing this, Amy knew to stop there and she stood up and went back in after cleaning up briefly, leaving only Greg and Abigail in the main hall.

Smiling, Greg walked over and hugged her waist, saying, "I sense that Teal isn't simple as she seems. Maybe it wouldn't take long before another interesting character appears in Harrion."

"Maybe. But to me, she's just my patient."

Stopping Greg's restless hands, Abigail also remembered the gesture he made just now.

"Greg, I have something to ask you."

"Yes?"

Although he was a bit dissatisfied that she stopped his hands, he still pulled her in to make her sit on his lap.

"What do you want to ask about?"

Pondering for a bit, Abigail then asked, "Where did you learn this gesture?"

"You mean this?"

Greg showed the gesture again, to which Abigail nodded in response.

Smiling, he replied, "I once went to an abandoned island for special training, and it was the instructor over there that taught me this. What about it?"

The words 'abandoned island' made Abigail's body shudder for a moment uncontrollably, but she quickly brought it under control. However, her reaction only made Greg stop and think for a moment.

"How do you know what the gesture meant?"

Greg voiced out his question.

Because he found the gesture quite convenient after learning it, Greg also used it when he was training his own subordinates here. Earlier, he automatically signaled Abigail using the gesture and he did not think that anything was weird. But, it was starting to feel a bit strange now that Abigail mentioned the fact.

It could only mean one thing if Abigail wasn't under him, yet she somehow knew what the gesture stood for.

It meant that she had been on the island too.

But the abandoned island was used by an organization to train assassins. If it wasn't for Greg's identity and on top of the fact that the other party owed him a favor, he wouldn't have a speck of a chance to even step onto the island and train there.

He knew better than anyone the sheer horror and cruelty of the training conducted there. If one could survive and walk out of there, they would most certainly be a hundred in one existence.

Thinking back now, Greg almost felt a sense of familiarity about Abigail's moves.

Did she come from the abandoned island? Published by Nôv'elD/rama.Org.

Is she one of the organization's assassins?

Greg's heart skipped a beat thinking of this.

He could not describe his current emotion, as he could only feel pain when he looked at her now.

The people who stayed there were all practically considered dead, with the ones succeeding to survive more akin to climbing out from hell itself.

How did she end up there?

Greg, who had an innumerable amount of questions, gave up after seeing Abigail's unwilling face.

"Alright, you don't have to say it if you don't want to. You've experienced quite a lot today, so how about you go for a dip in the hot springs and call it a day?"

Still thinking about how best to explain to Greg about the gesture, Abigail was a bit shocked upon hearing his words. "Hot springs? There are hot springs here?"

"It's quite near, actually. Come, I'll bring you there."

Saying that, Greg then stood up and carried Abigail sideways, making her nearly fall out of shock. She could only hold on tightly to his neck.

"Greg, put me down. I can walk by myself."

"I like carrying you. What? Do you have something to say?"

His shameless behavior made Abigail rather speechless but knowing the man's carefree personality, she gave up struggling and just rested against his chest as she relaxed her body.

He was right about her suddenly being overloaded by the huge amount of information today. Feeling fatigued all of a sudden, she really wanted to just lean on someone without talking or doing anything else.

The sound of Greg's heart beating could be heard while she laid on his chest, making her feel very safe.

Safe?

This word had not appeared in her mind for a long time, or it should be said that she did not know what this word meant ever since she could know right from wrong. It was today that she finally felt it from Greg.

Abigail knew that she had really fallen for him, as she wished that she could continue to be together with him forever.

Her breath kept hitting Greg's chest through his shirt, making him feel all hot and bothered, and he only wanted to do the deed right on the spot with her.

Lowering his head, he instead saw Abigail smiling happily while leaning on his chest. Her looks and demeanor made him think of what a peaceful life with her would be like.