Not One, But Two!

Chapter 52

The person beside Hugh hurried out after Abigail. For the past few years, Abigail had been living under Hugh's protection. She had also learned some self-defense and detective skills in order to protect her daughter, so Abigail realized that someone was following her the moment Hugh's man came out.

Abigail knew that Hugh was worried about her, but she didn't want him to know much about whatever was going on between her and Greg. She didn't think too much about the reason she wanted to hide this from Hugh. After Abigail got rid of the person who was following her, she hurried off to the airport. Unfortunately, there were no longer any flights back to Harrion. What am I going to do now? Should I just not do anything about it? No, that wouldn't be right.

Abigail had a clear answer in her head. She needed to use some of the Grey Territory's power in order to get things done. So, Abigail headed to the port. It would take longer for her to travel by ship—about three hours. Hopefully, I'll make it in time. Abigail used Hugh's name to get herself a ship back to Harrion.

Soon enough, Hugh received news from his end. When he found out that Abigail was rushing back to Harrion, his face turned sour. Who is she going back for? Is it Greg, or is it Arianna? Hugh didn't know the answer, but he felt extremely angry. "Send someone over to check on her. Why is she in such a rush to go back? Is it because Arianna's sick?" Hugh was trying to comfort himself by assuming that Arianna was sick. He knew how important the two children were to Abigail.

Furthermore, Abigail hadn't mentioned Greg's name at all in the past five years. He probably doesn't matter to her, right? However, Hugh then recalled the way Greg looked at Abigail. That man definitely has feelings for Abigail! But I don't think she knows. That makes me feel like I still have a chance.

The sun was up by the time Abigail got back to Harrion. She took a glance at her watch to see that it was already past 8.00AM. Abigail had been busy with Hugh's surgery, and she only managed to have a small bowl of porridge the entire night. Her tummy was rumbling right then, and she desperately wanted to eat something.

Abigail took a look at the stalls by the port, her mouth watering at the scent of the food. However, when she thought about what the two men had said, she quickly walked past all the stalls and decided to just get some bread to fill her stomach. She wasn't sure if Greg had left for work yet, so she decided to take a cab back to Allie's Garden.

The housekeeper was rather shocked to see Abigail. "Dr. Kain? Didn't you go for surgery in Rorea? Why are you back so soon?"

"Is Greg here?" Abigail questioned the housekeeper immediately—she didn't bother to explain her own situation. The housekeeper instinctively shook her head. "No. I think he brought Arianna to the company."

"Thank you! Can I take one of his cars?" Abigail found it hard to travel around without a car. Initially, she hadn't expected to stay around for a long while, so she didn't get herself a car. She had returned the car that she rented previously as she hadn't expected her visit to be delayed for so long. It was extremely troublesome to live without a car.

The housekeeper hurriedly led Abigail over to Greg's garage after hearing that she needed a car. "Dr. Kain, you can pick any car you like." Abigail was somewhat stunned after seeing all the sports cars in Greg's garage. How much does this guy like sports cars? All of these cars are limited edition too.

However, she couldn't be bothered to care about that right then. She ended up picking a red car before hurrying out of the house. She had to admit that there was some good in taking Greg's car—most of

the other cars would avoid her on the road as they were afraid to hit her. They wouldn't be able to pay for damages if that happened.

However, it just happened to be the morning rush hour, and Abigail found herself in the middle of standstill traffic. As Abigail glanced at the cars in front of her, she wondered when she would be able to reach Greg's office. What if the men had already made a move on Greg? At that thought, Abigail decided to give Greg a call. She finally managed to contact him.

"Mommy? Are you looking for Daddy?" Abigail was rather stunned when she heard Arianna's voice.

"Why are you the one picking up the phone? Where's Daddy?" Abigail asked.

"Daddy went to the airport to pick someone up, and he left his phone at home. How's Papa, Mommy?" Arianna was still curious about why Abigail had gone to Rorea.

"He's fine, darling. I need to meet Daddy for something, so I'll talk to you later. What time did he leave the house?" Abigail asked.

"He left about half an hour ago" Abigail felt extremely worried after hearing what Arianna said. Did he go to the airport to pick someone up? Will there be someone there to harm him? She was worried. "Can you do me a favor, Arianna?" she asked.

"Tell me what you need, Mommy."

"Can you help me check where your Daddy is right now?"

"Sure. I'll just check the cameras on the road. Hold on, Mommy. I'll turn Daddy's computer on. There's a password, so I'll have to hack it first." Arianna leaped up onto Greg's office chair before turning his computer on. She speedily ran her fingers across the keyboard. Soon enough, the whole of Harrion's road cameras popped up on Greg's laptop.

"Daddy's car is on the highway, and he's about to turn onto the road leading to the airport, Mommy. He's going at 44 miles per hour," Arianna replied.

"I got it. Thanks, darling." After Arianna ended the call, she hastily checked her GPS. She was a little farther away from the airport, and she wasn't sure if she'd be able to catch up with him. She hastily turned the car around, and a few other vehicles honked her for doing so. However, they automatically steered away from her when they saw her car. It wasn't just that her car was a limited-edition car, but they were also afraid to mess with her because of her impressive car plate. She sped at 80 miles per hour to get to the airport.

After reaching the airport, Abigail didn't know which exit Greg was waiting at, so she had no choice but to stop at each one to look for him. Because she only had a little food for breakfast and traveling had taken a toll on her, her stomach cramps were triggered. Cold sweat formed on her head as she was in a lot of pain. However, she hadn't managed to find Greg yet. What should I do? Right when she was about to panic, she caught sight of Greg. "Greg!" Abigail no longer cared about her image in public— she pushed everyone away while shouting for him.

Greg froze. Did I just hear Abigail's voice? How could that be? She should be in Rorea now, right? He shook his head before heading into the airport. His good friend was returning to the country that day, so he parted his legs to walk into the building. Abigail stomped her feet in frustration, but she no longer tried to shout for him. Instead, she ran at the speed of light to chase after him.

On the other hand, Greg had squeezed past the crowd to make his way to the exit, where he waited for his friend. Soon enough, his friend walked out with his luggage. "Over here, Jason!" Greg waved at him happily.

When Jason saw Greg, he froze for a while before beaming and rushing over to Greg. "It's been so long, Greg." Right as Jason was about to wrap his arms around Greg, Greg felt a pair of cold hands clutching his wrist. At the same time, a tiny figure appeared in front of him before pushing him

backward. It was too late for Jason to stop himself, and Abigail caught sight of a shiny object appearing from Jason's sleeve.

She swung her leg to kick it, and a dagger flew out of his sleeve. "Ah!" Someone in the crowd screamed, and Jason froze when he realized that a woman had ruined his attack. His gaze darkened as he pulled out another dagger before rushing toward Abigail. Greg hadn't managed to steady himself, but he was stunned by what he had just seen.

"What's going on?" Greg didn't understand why Jason and Abigail were fighting, and he didn't know why someone was running toward him with a knife when Abigail was there. Greg knitted his brows together as he narrowed his eyes to form an eagle-like gaze. Is someone trying to murder me?

All of a sudden, he seemed to realize something. He shot a thoughtful gaze in Jason's direction before he quickly dealt with the other people near him. Although Abigail had been trained in self-defense, she still found it hard to deal with Jason as he was also a skilled fighter. "How are you related to Greg?" Jason was frustrated.

He had been around Greg for so many years, yet he had never met Abigail in the past. Where did this woman come from? However, Abigail didn't bother to explain herself—she'd rather deal with him physically. When Jason noticed that Abigail was getting more and more aggressive, he faked a punch before he aimed the dagger in his right hand at Abigail's chest.

Abigail could have dodged the attack, but her stomach cramps attacked her all of a sudden. She was stunned for a split second, and the dagger pierced through her chest with a loud squelch. Blood splattered everywhere. "Abigail!" Greg's eyes burned with fury all of a sudden.

"You're dead, Jason!" Greg charged over like a madman, and he kicked Jason's dagger aside before sending a punch that immediately broke Jason's right arm. "Argh!" Jason let out a wail. However, GregContent is property © NôvelDrama.Org.

didn't care about him at all. He got someone to tie Jason up before he hurried over to Abigail. "How are you feeling? I'll send you to the hospital now."

"You need to stop my bleeding." Abigail's face was rather pale, but she seemed relatively calm. "How should I do it?" Greg asked. He was used to seeing blood and violence because of his upbringing. He had grown up in an environment where killing and stabbing were common occurrences, but it was the first time a woman had ever taken a stab for him.

The fact that she had done it made him feel rather uncomfortable, yet it gave him an unfamiliar feeling which was spreading across his chest. Abigail didn't know what Greg was feeling then. "Pull the dagger out," she hissed through gritted teeth.

"I can't. I'm afraid I might injure one of your main arteries. Let's do it at the hospital," he rejected her immediately. If one of her main arteries had really been injured, Abigail's life would be in danger once he pulled the dagger out.

"I'm a doctor!" Abigail's stomach was hurting badly, so she was in a bad mood. However, Greg wasn't troubled by her temper then, and he simply carried her up before rushing out of the airport. "Drive! We need to bring her to the hospital now!"

Abigail felt even worse as Greg jogged while carrying her out. Her chest hurt, but her stomach hurt even more. She wanted Greg to slow down, but her vision turned black before she could speak. Her head lolled to the side and she fainted.

"Abigail! Wake up! If you die now, I'll gain custody over the kid! Do you hear me?!" Greg shouted in a threatening voice, but he was trembling in fear. He felt rather afraid all of a sudden. What if something really happened to Abigail?