Chapter 267


    "The master and Miss Abigail are home, madam."


    Adeline started getting nervous. "How do I look, Mrs. Lysandra? Is my hair okay? I don''t look sick, do I?


    Do my clothes fit me?"


    Adeline was starting to fumble. She wanted to see Abigail, but she was worried as well. She had


    missed out on Abigail''s life for twenty years. It would have been fine if she only missed out on her life


    out of ignorance, but the truth was she knew Abigail existed. She only stayed away from her because


    she hated Philip. Will she forgive me?


    When Abigil came in, the first thing she saw was her mother. She had wanted to see her for a long


    time. Adeline kept herself well thanks to her living a life of wealth, and she looked younger than she


    really was. Abigail noticed the worry and anxiety in her eyes, and she felt like she could forgive Adeline


    now. She let go of most of her grudge after the whole Emma fiasco. She loves me, doesn''t she? I can


    see she''s being really careful with me. She suddenly smiled. "Hey, mom. It''s me, your daughter. I''ll be


    in your care now," she said gently.


    Adeline froze for a moment, then she hugged Abigail while bursting into tears. "My girl! I''m sorry! I''m


    so, so sorry."


    "It''s alright. I''m fine." Abigail felt like crying as well, but she was no longer a teenager. She too was a


    mother. All mothers love their children, right? I can forgive her, right?


    Adeline''s cries sounded weak, and Abigail knew she must be hurt. "Does your chest hurt? I''m a doctor.


    Let me take a look."


    Adeline was surprised her daughter was a doctor, but she quickly went to her room. "Of course."


    Peter felt himself tearing up seeing his family finally reunited.


    It was then one of hisckeys came in and whispered, "Sir, Mr. Buckley from Harrion is here. He hurt


    himself saving Miss Abigail."


    "What?" Peter squinted. Greg is here? And he''s rted to Abiey? "What''s the situation? I want every


    single detail, so get to it."


    "It''s alright." Abigail had juste out of Adeline''s room. She heard what Peter said, and she smiled.


    "He''s my husband."


    "What?" Peter thought he was hearing things. Adeline could understand why Peter was overreacting.


    She had been with him for years, and she knew about the feud between him and Greg.


    She married him? "Um, sweetheart, can you—"


    "No." Abigail knew he wanted her to leave him, but she was adamant on making her own rtionship


    choices. "We got reunited reallyte in the game, so I might have kept a few things a secret from you


    guys. Greg and I have two kids. Both girls, and both four years old. They''re adorable. I''ll bring them


    here soon."


    The news came as a bombshell for Peter and Adeline, and they froze.


    "We have grandkids now?"


    "Yes." Abigail could see they regretted missing out on her life, but it was fine. They could make up for


    that by taking part in the girls'' lives.


    Adeline could not wait to see the girls. "Well, if Abigail says so, then I think we should call Greg over."


    Peter wanted to see the girls too, but he was still annoyed by the fact that Greg had been taking a lot of


    his business away over the years. "Hey, I''m his father-inw. Howe I have to invite him? He


    should be here begging for my approval."


    Abigail was amused seeing Peter looking miffed. "He hurt himself just to save me, you two. Solomon


    punished Hugh, so now I have to take care of Greg. But don''t worry. We''re technically not married yet,


    so you can test him as much as you want."


    Adeline and Peter were shocked once again.


    "You''re still not married? Even though you have kids?"


    "Yes. I''m not in a hurry."


    Well, but I am, Adeline thought. At least worry a little, will you?


    "Is this his idea?" Peter asked coldly. I''ll kill him and get Abigail another boyfriend if he refuses to marry


    her.


    Abigail knew they were worried, so she said with a smile, "No. It was mine, but now I want to get


    married. You guys go on without me. I need to check up on him."


    Greg asked Solomon to get an andrologist over after Abigail left. He had noticed the look of worry on


    Abigail''s face although it had only been there for a moment. They had been together for far too long, so


    he knew that his wound was a tough one to tackle.


    Solomon wanted to say something, but he decided against it and called a famous andrologist over. He


    wanted Greg to get treated as soon as possible.


    The doctor came to have a look, and he frowned. "This is going to be hard."


    "What''s wrong?" Greg''s heart skipped a beat.


    The doctor said, "The wound''s not deep, but it''s right on the nerves, and you know the nerves dictate


    the boner. I''m not sure if I can heal this."


    Greg felt a great weight crushing down on him, tipping him over into the abyss. "What happens if it''s


    not healed?" He could feel his voice trembling.


    The doctor looked at Greg and Solomon. He felt a chill down his spine, but he answered softly, "You


    might never be able to get it up if it doesn''t heal."


    Greg felt his world shatter into a million pieces, and he felt himself freezing up from the inside. I''m not


    even thirty yet. What will happen to Abigail if I can''t get it up ever again? How can I give her any


    happiness? This is a joke. I''m the dark emperor of Night Assassino, and now I can''t even get it up?


    Solomon noticed the dark look on Greg''s face, so he quickly sent the doctor away. "Don''t worry too


    much. It''s just a possibility."


    "You know what Hugh wanted to do. He wanted this! And Abigail had this weird look on her face when


    she saw the wound. I know she must have been hiding this from me. If I can''t even get it up, I…" He felt


    like crying. Shit. I spent so much time pursuing her, and just when I finally thought we''re gonna get


    married, this happened. I can''t drag her into a sexless marriage. But I can''t stand the thought of not


    marrying her! Damn you, Hugh! He wanted to tear Hugh apart and make him into mincemeat.


    Solomon listened quietly, and he said, "Maybe it''s not as serious as you think."


    "Of course it''s serious! The doctor said he can''t cure me!" He was already traumatized to begin with,


    and the doctor made things worse. "Tell him I''m just a limp dick now! He can stop wasting his time on


    me! My brother wants that throne? He can have it. I don''t care."


    Solomon started panicking. "What are you talking about, Greg? Father has always wanted you to take


    over Yulstania. Even if you refuse the throne, everyone will still know you''re the first in line to


    Yulstania''s throne soon. He''s been trying a lot of stufftely, and Father has decided to announce your


    status as prince to keep things under control."


    Greg flew into a rage. "Announce? Announce what? That I can''t get it up? I''m already humiliated


    enough! I don''t need everyone in the Pacific Ocean region to find out about this."


    "Oh shut up. You can still get it up, okay?" Abigail had been listening in for a while now.


    Usually, Greg would have noticed her the moment she approached, but he was too preupied with


    his nightmare, so he did not notice hering in. Abigail barging into the room made Greg awkward,


    and he hid himself under the nket. He had no idea how to face her anymore.


    Solomon stared at Abigail, worried. How much did she hear?


    Abigail had no ns to keep it a secret. She nced at Solomon and said, "How did you end up being


    adopted by my father if you''re a prince?"


    Shit. Solomon''s face fell.


    "Talk, and don''t try to do anything funny. I''m your sister-inw. Touch me and you''re dead."


    Abigail''s threat stopped Solomon from trying anything funny. He was reminded of Hugh''s end, and he


    said, "I would never do that."


    "Bullsh*t. I''ll keep it a secret from Dad, so don''t worry. But I can''t do it for too long. You''d better talk it


    out with him. I don''t want anyplications to arise from this."


    "Yes, Abbie." Solomon felt a little frustrated. He was Abigail''s brother, but now she became her sister-


    inw because his true brother married her. Still, he did not dare toin. "I''m the youngest prince.


    My mother ordered a servant to take me away during the unrest that happened in the country to protect


    me. After that, the servant fell sick and couldn''t take care of me anymore, so she brought me to the


    orphanage. Your father then adopted me."


    "How dramatic," Abigail said. "How did you find out who you really are then?" she asked.


    "Greg sent someone to look into my case, and they realized that I resemble him, so we did a DNA test


    and went through a few trials to confirm that I''m really his brother." Solomon spilled everything without


    reservation. He was not scared of her, though he was worried Greg might get upset. He saw how far


    Greg would go just for her.


    Now that she had the answers she wanted, she said, "Leave us. I need to talk with Greg."


    "No! You can''t leave!" Greg protested, though his voice was muffled. Abigail kicked his calf.


    "Oh, shut up. Are you going out or not?"


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    Solomon was shocked that Abigail would kick Greg. Is she for real? Did she just kick him? Greg could


    kill her!


    He waited for a few moments, but Greg did not say anything. In the end, Greg growled, "Get out right


    now! Scram!"


    Solomon was shocked, but he scurried away lest he became the only casualty in this little war. The air


    became a lot more awkward after he left.