Not One, But Two!

Chapter 30
When Abigail came out, Greg quickly went up to her. "So? Is she okay?"
"She's fine. Just a bit shocked, so she's asleep. She just needs some rest, but she can't adapt to this place well, so she has to
stay at the hospital for further observation. We'll need to take a sample of her excrement to do some tests," Abigail lied.
Greg heaved a sigh of relief, but he was still worried. "Anything she can't eat for the time being?"
Abigail felt slightly touched that Greg was looking so nervous. She might not like him, but he was a passable father. Then, she
remembered that Greg saw her when she was looking murderous, and she felt slightly miffed. "She has to eat light meals, and
nothing else. I have to leave now."
"Going to the Kains? I think you should go tomorrow. It's late now."
Abigail's face fell. "I know. Take care of Alissa."
"Here, have some hot water. I just got it for you. Put your stuff aside for now. Your hands feel cold. Are you—"
"Don't get so concerned over me, Greg! And don't even think you need to help me just because you saw me in a slightly bad
situation. I don't need it!"
Abigail thought it was weird seeing Greg like that. He's supposed to be in the uppermost society. Why is he caring for a normal
girl like me so much? And she left.
Greg looked at the mug of water, and he smiled. "I must be mad. That woman is made of steel. She can't feel sad." He gulped
the water down and told Troy, "I want to know why Emma was arrested. It must have something to do with Abigail."
"Yes, sir."
Troy found out what happened a moment later, and he told Greg about it. Greg frowned, and Troy said, "Emma's a shameless
one. Dr. Kain—"
"She has a black card? No wonder she said she can pay for the damages she did," Greg suddenly said, and Troy was
dumbfounded.
Pay for the damages? Who?

Greg ignored him, and all he could think about was Abigail's matter. She's rich. I don't have to deal with the Kains with her
around. Good. I'll spend some time with my daughter then. "Troy, delegate all duties to the top management if possible. Come to
me if it really calls for it. I want to spend some time with my daughter."
Troy paused for a moment, then he asked, "Sir, don't you want to do another paternity test?"
"She looks like me enough. No test needed. Do you want someone to doctor it again?" Greg was infuriated that the matter of the
paternity test was brought up.
Since Troy was the one who handled the matter, Troy kept quiet.
Alissa had been waiting for Greg, and when he came in, she slowly opened her eyes. She looked at him, pretending to be
groggy. "Daddy, why am I in the hospital? Did something happen? I don't remember a thing. Ow, my head hurts!" She held her
head and curled up in 'agony'.
Greg quickly summoned a nurse over. "It's alright, Allie. You don't have to remember anything. It's nothing big anyway. But next
time, I'll go with you wherever you go, alright?"
Greg's voice was gentle enough to melt Alissa's heart. "You're the best, Daddy."
She hugged him, and the scent of milk coming off her delighted Greg. "I'm your Daddy. Of course I love you."
He stayed with Alissa for a while, then someone called to tell him that Valerie was awake, much to his delight. "Allie, I'm seeing
your grandmother now. You stay here. Once you feel better, I'll take you to her, alright? Call the caretaker if you need anything,
or just call me. I'm nearby."
"Okay, Daddy. Sure thing." She nodded.
Greg wanted to take her to Valerie, but Valerie had just gone through a surgery, and he was worried she might get too excited, so
Alissa had to stay back.
Alissa felt bored after Greg left, so she played with her phone. Since Arianna was online as well, she video called her.
"Why are you in the hospital, Alissa? Did something happen?" Arianna didn't really like hospitals.
Alissa shook her head. "I'm fine. Just here for a bit. Are you feeling any better?"

"Much better. Papa took me in, so don't worry. Where's Mommy?" Arianna was wearing cartoon pajamas and sitting on her bed,
while the table beside was filled with snacks.
Alissa squinted. "Arianna, you have asthma. You can't eat any chicken. I'll tell Mommy! Where's Papa? How can he let you do
whatever you want?"
Arianna stuck her tongue out. "It's just one piece, Alissa. Just one."
"I don't care if it's a treasure everyone is looking for! I've been wondering why you're relapsing. So you've been snacking behind
my back? You little..." Alissa hissed. She was angry.
Arianna quickly shifted the topic. "Okay, okay. I'll toss this into the trash can, alright? And guess what, sis?"
"What?"
"I might be going to Zyrtonia tomorrow."
"What?" Alissa was stunned. "Don't do anything stupid. I can go on flights, but you can't. You know how your health is."
"You got this the wrong way, sis. Papa is on a trip, and he will be stopping in Zyrtonia tomorrow. He's worried about me, so he's
taking me with him. Do you need anything? We'll be stopping for a couple of hours. I can give them to you then."
Alissa heaved a sigh of relief. She gave it some thought, and she said, "I don't need anything. Daddy has everything. He's
handsome, and he's really gentle. Mommy would get angry if I got into a fight, but he won't. I have a feeling he would get me
anything I want, even if it's the moon."
Arianna felt slightly envious of her sister for having the chance to see their father. "Sis, I want to stay with Daddy too."
"But he doesn't know you exist, and Mommy won't let me tell him about you." Alissa shrugged.
Arianna's eyes shone, and she stuck her face to the screen, grinning. "Why don't we do this, sis? When Papa comes to Harrion
tomorrow, you can switch places with me. You can go with him on this trip, while I stay behind to take your place. Let me spend a
couple of days with Daddy too. Mommy's probably coming back soon, and I might never know what Daddy looks like. And I
might never know how it feels to stay with him. You're healthier than I am, so you might get more chances to see him, but not
me. It'll only take three days, sis. Please, can you let me stay with Daddy for three days?"
Alissa hesitated. "But..."

"Please, sis? I've helped you deal with a mess you don't want to. Besides, Papa is the boss of a mafia gang. You know why he's
on this trip. I can't stand the sight of blood. If I relapse, I can't do anything. I'm not a fighter like you." Arianna started to cry.
Alissa relented the moment Arianna cried. "Okay, okay, fine. Just come to the hospital tomorrow, alright. I'll switch with you."
"You're the best, sis. I love you." Arianna leaped up in joy.
"Hey, don't jump around. You have asthma. Take your meds with you, alright?"
"Okay, sis. See you tomorrow."
They hung up. Alissa was starting to feel a bit sad. She wanted to stay with Greg, but her sister had a point. Well, I'm the big
sister here, so I can give her this chance. Since she was leaving the next day, Alissa went and bought a tie pin for Greg.
The first thing Valerie saw after she woke up was Greg standing beside her, looking worried. She smiled. "I'm fine."
"I was worried sick, Mom. Don't scare me like that." Greg held her hand tightly.
Valerie smiled. "It was an accident. I'm fine now, aren't I? Let's not talk about me. Who performed the surgery? I feel well."
"The best doctor in the world. It's Abigail Kain."
Valerie was stunned. "You managed to get her to do this?"
"I didn't. Marona's chief of state did. I have something else to tell you though."
"And that is?" Valerie was surprised that Greg was looking so happy.
Greg muttered, "Not only did she operate on you, she even gave birth to a daughter. My daughter, and she's already four years
old. She's adorable, but I didn't bring her with me, since you might scare her. I'll let you see her once you feel better."
"What did you say?" Valerie was shocked.
"You have a granddaughter, and she's four years old. Stay healthy, Valerie, or you might never see the girl. She looks just like
me when I was little," Greg said proudly.
Valerie interrupted him, "Wait. So you're saying you and Dr. Kain have a daughter? And she's four?"

"Yep."
Valerie picked up a pillow and hurled it at Greg. "You stupid boy!"
"What are you doing, Mom?" Greg didn't want Valerie to move too much, or she might tear her wound, so he stood there as she
hurled her pillow at him. He felt confused though. I didn't do anything wrong, did I?