Not One, But Two!

Chapter 106

Greg was all Abigail could see, and it was a nice feeling indeed.

"League of Legends is the hottest thing right now. Do you not play any games?" he asked with a smile.

"I don't have the time." She turned her head over, feeling indescribably awful.

She was only in her mid-twenties. How did she end up living like an old woman?!

Would Greg still like her after finding out?

He was playful, sportive, and at the forefront of things. Meanwhile, Abigail didn't seem to have the youthfulness she should have at this age; she only had her excellent medical skills to back her up.

She wouldn't have thought about something like this in the past, for she only had one goal. Abigail wanted to earn wads of cash, give her girls the best living conditions, and not let them be scorned because they didn't have a father.

But now that she had realized her goal, it hit her that she was living her most undesired life.

Even she despised this version of herself, so what about Greg?

Abigail felt somewhat depressed as those thoughts crossed her mind.

She looked away at that moment, for she didn't want anyone to see her emotions.noveldrama

However, Greg sensed her change. Though it was subtle, he felt it nonetheless.

When he remembered what William and Troy had told him, his heart ached for her once again.

With that, he fished his phone out and sat next to Abigail. "Why don't I teach you how to play League of Legends?" he suggested with a smile.

"No thanks," Abigail said plainly, having a hint of aloofness now.

This girl's a handful, Greg thought to himself. However, he still said with a smile, "It's not because you think it'll be embarrassing if you can't get the hang of it, right? I see where you're coming from. Indeed, it would be humiliating if someone as cocky as you loses to me in a game."

"What the hell do you know!?" With that, he successfully ignited Abigail's anger. "Teach me."

She took her phone out and chucked it toward Greg.

Meanwhile, the man chuckled to himself. However, upon seeing that Abigail had not set up a passcode on her phone, he was rather taken aback by this.

"Why don't you have a passcode?"

"There's no need for that. I only have a handful of contacts, and no one touches my phone. Besides, the girls also have their own phones. I don't use it for anything else apart from texting and calling."

Her answer stumped Greg. Is this really how a woman in her mid-twenties should f*cking live?!

Abigail also seemed to have realized what she had just said as she hurriedly took her phone back.

"You know what, forget it."

"Come on, you can't do that. You've already made up your mind."

Greg snatched her phone back and unlocked it to find that there truly was nothing apart from WhatsApp and the default apps the phone came with—this woman did not even have Amazon Shopping! Once again, he was appalled.

Are there even women who do not shop on Amazon Shopping these days?

Awkwardness enveloped Abigail's face at that, and she hurriedly explained after the realization hit her. "I'm usually busy with work, so I don't have the time to play with my phone. Hence, the bare interface. If there's anything we need to get, Aria will just order it from her computer."

Greg would think that person was lying if someone told him they were busy, but he genuinely believed Abigail when she said that. Furthermore, his heart even ached badly for her.

"From now on, live a little like the girls your age. You and the girls have me now, so there's no need to overwork yourself anymore."

Abigail felt a lump in her throat, and she was touched upon hearing his words.

Growing up, Philip had drilled into her the notion of earning whatever she wanted herself. If a person outlived their usefulness, then they'd only be dictated.

The experience five years ago also taught her that she had to stand on the top if she wanted to live better than others and be her own master.

However, Greg was now telling her that he'd sort everything out for her. It sure was a refreshing and touching feeling, but she didn't take him seriously.

After all, she was long used to depending on herself.

Even if she had a boyfriend now, she wouldn't let go of her job. After all, a relationship was illusory, and nobody could tell when it would end.

Greg couldn't help giving her a nudge with his elbow when he saw how silent she was. "Hey, did you hear me? From now on, I'll support our family while you just focus on being pretty."

"Yeah." Abigail nodded and smiled despite adhering to her own beliefs. She didn't think it was something worth arguing with Greg over.

When he saw her finally nodding, Greg gleefully downloaded the game onto her phone.

Then, he briefly explained the rules and the gameplay. As intelligent as Abigail was, she immediately understood it the first time.

With that, she took her phone back and tried a few rounds herself. When she felt that she'd gotten the hang of it, she turned to Greg. "I'm ready."

"Why don't I lead you for a few rounds?" he asked softly, knowing she was competitive.

"Sure, guide me as you go."

Abigail was calm, and Greg hadn't expected that.

Soon, the two started a match. Though Abigail was still getting used to it, she didn't make a lot of operational errors, and the couple cooperated perfectly with each other.

Greg thought Abigail was doing quite well, so he leaned over to her and asked, "Do you want to join a multiplayer game?"

"Sure."

Abigail didn't object and did whatever Greg told her to. Though she wasn't very into gaming, she thought it was rather interesting to hear Greg talk to their teammates over the microphone and see how he cooperated with them.

After all, she had been alone her whole life.

She lived alone, studied alone, and even raised the girls alone. As she suddenly experienced how everyone was helping each other out and working together in a game, something changed within her.

Greg might have been playing the whole time, but he never stopped observing his beloved from the corner of his eyes, smiling as well when he noticed that her lips were curved upward.

She was already stunning to begin with, but now, she was even more alive.