Not One, But Two!

Chapter 82

"What happened?" Greg was taken aback.

After the armies surrounded the hospital, he saw a familiar-looking figure walking out of the crowd arrogantly.

"Who would dare to obstruct Young Master Ethan? Do they not know how powerful I am?"

Upon hearing that, Greg harrumphed coldly before he asked nonchalantly, "How powerful are you?"

Immediately, that figure paused. When the figure saw Greg standing in front of them, they were taken aback before their leg trembled while cold sweat started forming around their forehead. "M-Mr. Buckley! Why are you here?"

"Why can't I be here? You really made an entrance, huh, Tristan Nolan? Did you transfer everyone in the area here? What's all this? What are you trying to do? You're in Marona now. Are you trying to incite a war?" Greg asked casually. Although his voice wasn't loud, Tristan was terrified and quickly kneeled on the ground.

"That's funny, Mr. Buckley. I wouldn't dare to do so with you here."

"I see. I was still thinking that you're trying to attack me since you came barging into my friend's place."

Upon hearing that, Triston felt like he was about to faint, as he only came with his men to destroy the hospital after receiving Ethan's call and didn't know that this was Greg's friend's hospital.

Right then, he narrowed his eyes and looked around to find Ethan, as Ethan would surely protect him if he was here. However, he was stunned when he saw Ethan kneeling on the ground.

Tristan knew how prideful Ethan was, and he couldn't believe it when he saw Ethan sweating like crazy while kneeling under the sun. What is happening?!

At this moment, he rubbed his eyes as he thought that he saw things wrongly, but Ethan was still kneeling there. Immediately, the way Tristan looked at Greg changed.

"Mr. Buckley, I suddenly remember that I still have things to tend to. I'll take my leave now."

"Scram."

Although Greg wasn't in a good mood, he couldn't throw a tantrum at Abigail's hospital, so he could only let Tristan leave before he started feeling worse.

After getting Greg's approval, Tristan quickly signaled his men before leaving without any hesitation.

"Hang on." Greg's calm voice suddenly rang out.

Tristan felt like he was going to pee his pants. "Do you need anything else, Mr. Buckley?"

"I asked you to scram, not walk. Didn't you understand what I said? Do you want me to repeat after myself?"

Although he couldn't tell what Greg was thinking about, he could still feel a chilling sensation at the back of his neck from how Greg sounded. Without putting up a fight, Tristan got down and rolled out of Greg's sight.

On the other hand, Abigail, who was initially asleep, had to get up to move around, as she was suffering from a stomach ache. In the end, she witnessed everything that had happened from her window.

Although Greg was standing under the shades right then, his aura was hard to hide, and he was like a reincarnation of the demon himself. At that moment, he looked really handsome. Nevertheless, Abigail felt that the aura Greg was releasing wasn't an aura that a chairman should have.

Although there wasn't much fluctuation of emotions, he still influenced everyone else's emotions around him. This reminded her of Hugh.

At this moment, what was happening in front of her was similar to when Greg had a standoff with Hugh and his men, but Greg was way more charismatic than Hugh. Is he from that side of the world as well?

In the past, Abigail never questioned Greg's identity and thought that he was just a chairman of a random company. What's so great about being rich, anyway?

However, her eyes narrowed thoughtfully when she watched the scene unfolding in front of her. If Greg has a complicated background, would it be safe for the children to be with him?

Abigail felt worried when she recalled what happened to Alissa in Rorea and realized that it was time to do a background check on Greg.

While she contemplated to herself, Greg's private chef arrived. When Greg's chef wanted to send the food inside, Greg quickly went over to take the food and entered Abigail's office.

"Why didn't you rest? Didn't you say that you're tired? What's so nice out there?"

Then, he placed the lunchbox on her office desk before opening it. Immediately, the delicious scent of the food filled every inch of the room, causing Abigail to feel even hungrier.

Still, she gave Greg a look before replying nonchalantly, "I was looking at you."

Upon hearing that, Greg was taken aback before he felt his blood pumping. He had never felt his way in his entire life, and he was starting to feel like he was losing a sense of himself.

"Why were you looking at me?"

Although Greg quickly lowered his head to grab utensils for Abigail, the corner of his lips still lifted up unconsciously.

Not noticing the change in his facial expression, Abigail pondered for a moment before asking, "Who are you really?"

"Who else can I be? Do you still not know who I am after sleeping with me?" Greg answered in a joking manner while Abigail's face flushed instantly.

He suddenly thought that Abigail was really a feminine person. In fact, he still couldn't recover from what happened that night five years ago. "Ahem, you should eat now. I'm going out to smoke."

Meanwhile, Abigail didn't expect Greg to get embarrassed and tried to leave. Right then, she couldn't help but feel that Greg was being really adorable like this and smiled. As everything in the lunchbox was her favorite, her stomach felt comforted as she ate.

By the time she finished her lunch, half an hour had already passed by. Since Ethan had kneeled for half an hour as promised, Abigail didn't feel the need to be patronizing anymore. Besides, Zoe's condition really wasn't looking good at all.

After washing her hands, Abigail left her office. "Amy, prepare for the operation and get me my spare surgical gown," she instructed while walking.

When Abigail walked past Greg, she paused for a moment and said, "Get your girlfriend to pay me for my surgical gown. All of my surgical gowns are specially made, and I won't use things that others used before because I'm a clean freak."

Then, she walked away and left Greg stunned to the ground.

Just then, he couldn't help but feel like Abigail was making an indirect jab at him. Things that others used before? I'm not a 'thing', so it doesn't count, does it? Greg pondered before realizing that something wasn't right.

How am I not a thing?! Why would I always get confused by myself when I speak to her? What a patronizing woman.

He shook his head and watched as Abigail entered the operation theater. Then, he noticed that Ethan had already gotten up before contacting Troy.

"Troy, can you check where Abigail gets her surgical gowns custom-made? I want you to order ten sets of surgical gowns for her under my private bank account."

"Alright." Troy quickly went to carry out Greg's instruction.

Meanwhile, Genevieve had been waiting purposely in an area near the hospital, as she was still waiting for Greg to run after her and beg her for forgiveness. However, her facial expression darkened when Greg didn't show up or try to contact her anymore, and when she saw Greg's private chef entering the hospital with lunchboxes, her face contorted in anger.

Is he seriously sending food prepared by his private chef for that b*tch? I had never tried the food prepared by that chef!

Immediately, Genevieve got jealous and stomped back to the hospital angrily. Right at that moment, she overheard Greg contacting Troy to order ten more sets of surgical gowns for Abigail.

At that moment, Genevieve felt like she was about to combust from anger. Shouldn't this be how he treats me, his girlfriend? How dare he do all this for that woman?! She doesn't even deserve all this! Then, she strutted over furiously.

"Greg, you've crossed the line this time!"

Genevieve snatched Greg's phone away from him before smashing it onto the ground and stomping on it until it broke into pieces to vent her anger.

Meanwhile, Greg frowned as he watched Genevieve's childish action before a hint of anger flashed across his gaze and disappeared as soon as it appeared. "What are you doing?"

"What am I doing? You're the one who sent meals for that woman and ordered custom-made surgical gowns for her! Did you fall in love with her?" Genevieve had an accusing look on her face.

On the other hand, Greg felt his heart skipping a beat when he heard what Genevieve said. Have I fallen in love with her? Of course, I have. How could I not love her for giving birth to two adorable baby girls for me?

When Genevieve noticed that Greg wasn't saying anything, she started to panic. In the past, Greg would always deny it when she made accusations like that and try his best to cheer her up, but he actually went quiet this time. Although he didn't answer her question, his silence made Genevieve anxious. Content © provided by NôvelDrama.Org.

"Greg, are you trying to break up with me?"

"If you want—"

"I don't want to, and I won't break up with you! Listen clearly, Greg Buckley, I won't break up with you even if I don't love you! You're mine forever, and that b*tch who likes you can rot in hell! Hmph!" she snapped before turning around to leave, not forgetting to kick the smashed phone away disdainfully.

Unfortunately, the phone flew away and smashed into the window in the corridor. With a loud smash, the window broke before glass shards fell all over the ground.

However, Genevieve raised her chin up in satisfaction before giving Greg a provocation look and strutted away.

At this moment, Greg felt his head aching. Genevieve had been acting like this since she was 13 years old, and she was still acting the same way even though she was 25 years old now. He had been sucking up to her in order to pursue her ever since he was 13, and he was starting to get tired of it after more than a decade of doing so. Moreover, Genevieve was the one in the wrong this time.

Staring at the smashed phone on the ground, Greg was reminded of his embarrassing experience with his first love.

"Get someone to clean this up and change the window. I don't want Abigail to get pissed off when she sees this after her operation," Greg instructed one of his bodyguards in a tired and helpless manner before the bodyguard quickly left to carry out Greg's commands.

On the other hand, Ethan had already gotten up ever since Abigail entered the operation theater. Upon seeing how Greg tolerated Genevieve causing a ruckus, he started pondering about how Greg lost all his edges around her, although he was notorious for acting like a devil's reincarnation.

Ethan refused to believe that the two of them weren't in love with each other and thought that he had finally found Greg's weakness. Right then, he lowered his head before a small smile appeared on his face.