Not One, But Two!

Chapter 185

The faint smell of blood filled Cody's nose. Frowning slightly, he turned around and saw that Greg's black shirt was wet.

"Are you hurt?"

"Stop talking nonsense, alright? Hurry up and save my wife! I won't die as I'm a strong man!"

Greg was particularly irritable. His bloodless thin lips were tightly clenched, and it seemed like he was suppressing a lot of anger.

Cody had grown up with him, and it was rare to see Greg doing this for a woman. Even when Greg found out that Genevieve wanted to be Mrs. Kottler, he only felt furious and wanted to fight him. However, his eyes seemed to have lost their soul right now.

Perhaps Abigail is Greg's true love.

All of a sudden, Cody became enlightened. Content is property © NôvelDrama.Org.

"Don't worry. Since there is no evidence, they won't do anything to your wife. Instead, you're following me with blood all over you. Are you planning to scare the people there?"

While talking, Cody found a first aid kit in the car.

"You drive while I bandage your wound."

"I said that it won't be necessary."

Greg felt like he wanted to kick Cody at this moment.

Abigail had been there for a long time, and he had no idea how helpless and frightened she was feeling. What the hell is this Cody going on and on about?

"If you don't want Abigail to worry, just take care of yourself."

Cody's words made Greg stop what he was about to say, but he was still very anxious.

Next, Cody quickly bandaged him and threw a coat over to the man.

"Put this on. We can't have you looking this terrible on the outside."

Greg shrugged. Soon, the two quickly arrived at the police station after they ran a few red lights along the way. Greg couldn't remember how many red lights there were anymore, for he just wanted to see Abigail quickly.

When Cody's identity was revealed, the people inside suddenly panicked.

"Who did you say is here?"

The man who had brought Abigail to the station broke out in cold sweat.

"Cody Kottler and Greg Buckley."

Immediately, the man wanted to run away.

"Tell them that I'm not here."

After saying that, he ran toward the back door.

Meanwhile, Cody and Greg had gotten out of the car. Instead of rushing in, Greg went directly to the back door. He happened to meet the man who was escaping, so he kicked the man to the ground.

Greg was like a hellish ghoul right then, and he stepped toward the man chillingly.

"What are you running away for?"

Greg's face was pale, but his eyes were as sharp as swords, causing the man to tremble with fright.

"I was just going out to buy something to eat, Mr. Buckley."

"Is that so? How about eating my fists?"

Greg suddenly stepped forward, grabbed the man's collar and threw him over his shoulder.

The man's body slammed hard into a nearby table, causing a huge noise that alarmed the rest.

By then, Cody had already entered through the front door. When he saw this scene, he was not surprised. He just said lightly, "I have already called your director, and he'll be here in a while. Have you thought about how you'll explain this to him?"

Greg's attack was not light at all, for the man lay on the ground and didn't get up for a long time. Cody's words made him shiver, but he knew that he could not hide anymore even if he wanted to.

"Mr. Kottler, Mr. Buckley—this matter has nothing to do with me. Miss Leynthall told us to do it. You know that I'm just a gang leader, so I can't afford to offend those big shots!"

The man's words made Greg's eyes sink a little.

"Genevieve Leynthall?"

"Yes, it's her. I had no choice but to obey." The man immediately tattled on Genevieve.

Greg paused for a while, but he didn't say anything. Then, he walked directly toward the interrogation room.

As soon as they arrived at the door to the interrogation room, a scolding voice came from inside.

"Hey, I'm asking you! Name, age, and gender."

They had been asking such questions all night, and Abigail was thoroughly exhausted. She really wanted to beat these people up to get a good night's sleep, but she also knew who they were. If she made a move on them, they would have something against her.

Abigail's voice was a little hoarse, but she still answered, "My name is Abigail Kain. I'm—"

"F*ck!"

When Greg heard Abigail's slightly hoarse voice outside, he couldn't help himself and kicked the door open with a bang. Then, he grabbed the person who was still interrogating her and threw him out.

Abigail looked at the violent Greg in front of her, and a smile appeared on her face

"You came?"

Her voice was hoarse, but there was a hint of relief to it. Meanwhile, Greg's eyes suddenly burned with tears.

"I'm sorry for being late."

His throat was full of emotion, and his eyes were swimming with tears.

Abigail, who had always been neat and calm in front of him, looked terrible at this moment.

She was still wearing the same clothes she had on while removing the toxins for him. The blood stains had dried up, but they were still obvious on her clothes. There were dark circles beneath her eyes while her face was unpleasant, but her eyes were still so gentle.

There were no hints of complaint or blame; instead, it was filled with tenderness. It seemed as though he had just returned home from work, and she had been waiting for him quietly.

At this moment, Greg was very distressed.

Since young, he was born with a silver spoon in his mouth. Even when he started his business at the Night Assassino, he rarely had compassion for anyone, nor did he ever feel distressed.

However, the woman in front of him seemed to make him understand his emotions more clearly, and his feelings became even more acute.

He took a step forward and pulled Abigail into his arms before whispering, "I'll take you home to rest."

"Okay."

Abigail was really tired. She kept holding on, but in truth, she had no idea when Greg would wake up. She wasn't even sure if he'd come to her rescue, but she waited nonetheless.

Ever since she left Harrion five years ago and received training on Hitman Island, Abigail knew that she couldn't pin her hopes on others.

She even raised her children by herself throughout the past five years, but when those people brought her into the station, she actually pinned her hopes on Greg.

Abigail didn't know if it was right for her to gamble like this; she didn't even know if it was worth it, but when she saw Greg rushing in, she knew that it was worthwhile.

After all, Greg was the person she had entrusted her hopes on.

Leaning on his familiar chest, Abigail fell asleep instantly while listening to his strong heartbeat.

Greg's anger reached its peak as soon as the woman fell asleep in his arms, but he didn't dare to kick anyone at will for fear of waking Abigail up.

When Greg came out with Abigail in his arms, Cody was stunned.

He believed the other party would not torture anyone without solid evidence, but after seeing the terrible state that Abigail was in, he looked at Greg nervously.

He was afraid that Greg would tear down the entire police station in a fit of anger.

"Greg..."

"I'll leave it to you here; I'll take her home first."

Greg acted differently from what Cody had expected. Greg was suppressing his temper, and his voice was very soft, seeming as though he was afraid of waking the person in his arms. The distress and guilt in his eyes instantly took Cody by surprise.

Is this the Greg I know? The one who's not afraid of anything?

However, Greg left him no opportunity to ask any questions. He carried Abigail out the door and put her in the backseat of the car. Then, he asked someone to come and drive the car back to Allie's Garden.

Amy had yet to return when Greg arrived with Abigail in his arms, so he carried Abigail directly back to his home.

After gently putting the woman down, he got up and went next door to grab a change of clothes for her, only to find a cat insider her home.

Snowdrop began meowing a little fearfully, whereas Greg felt agitated upon hearing that.

"Shut up! If you make another sound, I'll turn you into some sort of stew."

Greg was frustrated all this while, so he vented his frustrations on Snowdrop.

It was unknown if Snowdrop could understand Greg's words, but it was so frightened that it quickly hid in its box and didn't come out again.

Greg then returned home with the clothes before he carefully changed Abigail out of her bloody ones.

He knew that all doctors were a bit of a clean freak, so Abigail would definitely not tolerate such sloppiness.

Then, Greg got a basin of hot water and wiped Abigail's face and hands with a towel.

After doing all this, Greg cleaned himself up.

The wound on his shoulder had split open again, but it was not as painful as the wound in his heart.

Genevieve!

He uttered the name in a low voice as the chilliness in his eyes swept up a violent storm. In fact, it was so violent that it could sweep the whole world apart.

When Cody came, Greg had just finished dealing with his own wound.

"You're done so soon?"

"I'm here to give you Abigail's phone."

Cody gave Abigail's phone to Greg. After all, her phone had been confiscated during the interrogation.

Greg kept silent all this time, whereas Cody knew that the more Greg acted like this, the bigger the plan was in Greg's heart.

"Listen to me—Genevieve's background is strong, and you cannot act recklessly. Don't be impulsive. I know what happened to Abigail has made you furious, but you need to take it slow. I'll talk to my elder brother, and he will punish the Leynthall Family for you. What you have to do now is to be compliant and not cause trouble, alright? Your identity is fundamentally sensitive, and it will be bad if you are caught by the Leynthall Family. You need to behave, do you hear me?" Cody advised.

However, Greg said coldly, "I will deal with the Leynthall Family myself. My woman has been humiliated, and there is no need for you all to step in for me."

"You don't understand what I'm talking about, do you? Greg, you are the Buckley Group's president. You'd be crazy to deal with the Leynthall Family yourself! Don't you understand that you're in a weaker position right now?"

"Is it just because I'm in a weaker position? Even though my woman has been wronged, should she suffer without anyone to help her?"

Greg was instantly furious.

Cody quickly appeased him and said, "You know I don't mean that. If you're just an ordinary businessman, feel free to go ahead. However, you know what kind of identity you possess. Greg, it's easy to exact revenge on a person; it's not difficult to destroy a family, but it will take time."

"I can't afford to wait. They harassed my woman, so if they don't pay the price, I can't look Abigail in the eye."

Greg was rarely so stubborn, but he went all out when he did so.

Cody could see clearly that Abigail was Greg's minefield, and whoever touched her would die a horrible death.

"In that case, you should wait until she wakes up and ask her what she thinks about it."

"Thank you for today. I'll invite you out for a drink some other time."

Greg was subtly driving Cody away. It would be inappropriate if Cody continued to stay, so he turned to leave. As for Greg, he switched on Abigail's phone and found Genevieve's number among the woman's chat history.

After he opened the messages and saw the provocative words, Greg's eyes turned completely gloomy.