Chapter 498 No Sex
"Dad," she called out, and Caius quickly extinguished his cigarette, opened the window, and let some fresh air in.
"How did you get in? Stand back a bit, I was smoking. I don't want to harm you and the baby," asked Caius.
Abigail paused slightly, feeling touched. "Dad, you know it's bad for your health, yet you still smoke?"
Caius coughed lightly. "I was just a bit upset and suddenly felt like smoking."
Abigail knew what he was thinking and comforted him, "You shouldn't blame yourself. This wasn't on you at all. Who would've guessed someone would mess with the medicine like that?"
Caius shook his head, a bitter smile on his lips. "I was too careless. I personally supervised and purchased some of the herbs, yet such a mistake still happened."
Abigail said helplessly, "That medicine was colorless and tasteless. It would have been hard for you to detect. Don't overthink it. The most important thing now is that Mom is safe, right?"
Caius's expression softened, and he took a deep breath. "Yes, you're right. I shouldn't dwell on negative emotions, or Michelle will be sad too."
He looked at Abigail and smiled. "Thank you, Abigail."
Abigail smiled back and shook her head.
Leaving the Worthington Mansion, Abigail let out a long sigh of relief, leaning into Gregory's arms, and said with some emotion, "It's great. Mom will recover soon. She will live a long life."
"Yes, she will." Gregory agreed in a low voice.
Abigail looked up at Gregory and asked, "If something happened to me, would you worry like Dad did?"
Gregory frowned disapprovingly. "What kind of silly talk is that? With me around, how could anything happen to you?"
Abigail was slightly stunned, then chuckled softly, hugging his waist tightly and kissing his cheek. "Gregory, I really like you."
Gregory also pulled Abigail into his arms, enjoying her confession. "I like you too."
They took a night flight back, and by the time they got home, it was already early morning.
Abigail dove into the bed, too lazy to even take off her clothes, rolling around twice with her eyes closed. "So sleepy."
Gregory picked her up from the bed, took off her coat, and gently ruffled her hair. "Come on, take a bath."
Abigail struggled to open one eye and bargained, "Can I skip it?"
Gregory answered, "No, you can't. You want to get into my bed without taking a bath?"
Abigail whimpered twice on the bed, opened her arms to Gregory, and said in a soft, sweet voice, "Then you carry me."
Gregory chuckled. "Alright, I'll give you a full-body spa tonight."
With that, he picked Abigail up from the bed and carried her to the bathroom. Eyes shut tight, she felt Gregory undress her piece by piece. Then she was immersed in warm, comforting water.
Brushing her cheek with his large, dry palm, Gregory slowly moved his hand down to her collarbone and that soft area. Accidentally touching her most sensitive spot, Abigail shivered and opened her eyes suddenly, only to find Gregory in the bathtub with her, leaning against the wall and holding her in an indescribably intimate position.
Looking at Gregory's bare chest, Abigail's cheeks flushed red. "When did you get in? Get out now."
Gregory pulled Abigail into his arms from behind, his chin resting on her shoulder, and his warm breath tickling her ear as he spoke, "How can I take good care of you if I don't do this?"
Feeling the warm sensations spread from her ear to her heart, Abigail's ears turned bright red.
Gregory's gaze fell on them, his Adam's apple moving involuntarily, and his body started to heat up uncontrollably.
With their skin touching, Abigail immediately felt the change in Gregory's body.
And the unmistakable presence of his erection was clear.
She blushed and whispered, "Pervert!"
Gregory chuckled, biting Abigail's earlobe. "Even if I am, it's only for you."
Gasping at the sudden stimulation, Abigail's voice turned irresistibly seductive, driving Gregory to the brink of madness. Opening her mouth to speak, her lips were swiftly sealed by Gregory's, leaving only soft moans.
In the end, Gregory carried her out. Whether it was because of the intimacy or the high temperature inside, her whole face was red.
Gregory touched her face and couldn't help but tease, "Honey, after all this time, why do you still get so shy so easily?"
Abigail pouted and glared at him. "It's all your fault! I was supposed to be sleeping!"
Gregory laughed heartily, holding Abigail's slender hand, kissing it, and then pulling her into his arms. "Tomorrow, I'll sleep with you. You can sleep as long as you want."
Abigail didn't believe him. "I mean just sleeping, not..."
The latter part of her sentence became quieter and almost inaudible.
Gregory didn't catch it and asked curiously, "What?"
Abigail bit her lip and, with a red face, said, "Not having sex!"
Gregory was momentarily stunned, then realized what she meant and couldn't help but chuckle again. "Alright, alright, no sex."
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