Chapter 488 From Now On, You'll Be the Wife of the Richest Man
Abigail touched her now rounder face and couldn't help but pout. "No way, I've definitely gained a lot of weight. Look, it's all flesh when you pinch it."
Grace raised her hand and pinched it. Indeed, there was more flesh than before, but Grace just wanted to see Abigail looking healthy and plump. "It's still not enough. You need to nourish yourself more. You're pregnant now, and you must get enough nutrition so the baby can grow well."
Abigail nodded with a smile. "Alright. I got it. Mom, you don't have to worry so much about me. Gregory will take good care of me."
Grace snorted lightly, disapprovingly. "How careful can he be? Have the chef make more nutritious meals. Taking care of your health is the top priority now."
Abigail agreed to everything and handed over the items she brought to Grace. "These are the herbs my Dad prescribed for you. I had the chef prepare them, and I brought them directly. I'll leave the recipe with you so you can have the chef make it later."
Grace quickly took the thermos and opened it, the smell of herbs wafting out. She immediately showed a look of disgust. "This smell is really awful."
Seeing Grace's expression, Abigail couldn't help but laugh. "Mom, good medicine tastes bitter. These are all made from the best herbs. You must take care of your health so you can attend my wedding with Gregory."
Gritting her teeth and pinching her nose, Grace drank the medicine. Abigail was right; she needed to stay healthy for their upcoming wedding and couldn't afford to make them worry.
Seeing that she finally drank it, Abigail quietly sighed in relief and couldn't help but show a gratified smile. "That's right. Even when I'm not around, you must remember to drink it."
"Alright, alright, I got it," said Grace.
Abigail spent the whole day at the White Manor with Grace until Gregory came to pick her up after work in the evening.
On the way back, Abigail leaned tiredly against the passenger seat, feeling a bit drowsy.
Seeing this, Gregory freed one hand to hold her slender hand and asked, "Tired?"
"Sleepy," Abigail covered her mouth, let out a small yawn, and couldn't help but glare at Gregory. "It's all because of you. We didn't sleep until almost dawn last night."
Recalling last night, Gregory couldn't help but feel a bit parched and slowly looked away. "Yes, it's all my fault. I'll let you rest well tonight, no sex."
"At least you have some conscience." Abigail snorted lightly, turned her face away, and soon fell asleep.
Gregory glanced at her and didn't disturb her further.
When they got home, he unbuckled Abigail's seatbelt and carried her to the bedroom.
Looking at Abigail's peaceful sleeping face, Gregory couldn't help but chuckle softly, tucked her in gently, and then went to the study.
Busy merging the White Group's assets with the Frost family's, Gregory had become the richest man in Capitise and ranked among the top on the global rich list, causing a sensation online.
Already renowned for his exceptional business talent and management skills, Gregory had now become the youngest richest man in Capitise. How could people not be shocked?
Most importantly, Gregory was strikingly handsome, his looks surpassing those of many male celebrities in the entertainment industry.
What attracted people the most was his cold and aloof demeanor. Just sitting there, he could make people feel intimidated, yet there was an alluring charm that made him irresistibly attractive.
Unfortunately, no matter how good-looking he was, it didn't matter because Gregory was already married!
When Abigail woke up and saw the news about Gregory online, seeing many women wanting to marry him, she couldn't help but snort.
Gregory was hers, and no one could take him away!
As she was looking at her phone, she suddenly heard footsteps behind her. Gregory came in from outside and asked, "What are you looking at?"
"Look, lots of people online want to marry you. It seems you're quite popular." Abigail handed the phone to him, her tone tinged with jealousy.
Gregory's eyes filled with amusement. He pulled her into his arms and gave her a heavy kiss. "But I already have you. I don't want anyone else but you."
Hearing this, Abigail couldn't help but smile, her delicate fingers tapping his chest. "Good that you know."
After a pause, Abigail remembered something and asked, "Is it true what they're saying online? That you've merged the Frost family and White family assets?"
"Yes, most of the Frost family assets are in Aerilon, which is inconvenient to manage. After the merger, it will be easier for me to handle," answered Gregory.
Abigail nodded lightly and snuggled into Gregory's arms, teasing with a smile, "So, am I now being called the wife of the richest man? That sounds a bit strange."
"What's strange about it? I think it sounds great." Gregory couldn't help but lean in and kiss her again.
Abigail snorted. "I don't think it sounds good."
Gregory looked indulgent. "Then what do you want to be called?"
Abigail pondered for a moment, then suddenly smiled mysteriously. "I still like Mrs. White."
Gregory replied, "Alright, up to you."
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