Ambush of the Quadruplets: Stay Away From This Woman

Evelyn couldn’t help but steal glances at her. This woman was simply stunning.

Her petite face, with skin so delicate it seemed like it could break at the slightest touch.

Her deep, dark eyes were like black peaches, and her delicate nose only added to her charm.

Her plump, pink lips were simply irresistible, enough to make anyone’s heart skip a beat.

It wasn’t just men who found her attractive, even women couldn’t help but be drawn to her.

Especially when she leaned over the operating table, her pert little butt and slender, toned waist were enough to make anyone blush.

Sam brought over two cups of coffee and sat down with Emmeline at the table.

“Ms. Louise, you’ve been so engrossed with Mr. Abel that you’ve forgotten about me, haven’t you?” teased Sam.

“What are you talking about?” Emmeline shot back playfully. “I only missed one day!”

“It feels like it’s been days,” Sam pouted.

As the two friends bantered, Emmeline’s phone suddenly rang.

Without checking the caller ID, she answered, “Hello?”

On the other end of the line, Abel’s tender voice could be heard. “Your husband has a name, you know.”

“Abel Ryker,” Emmeline immediately replied with a smile.

“Don’t you think that’s too formal?” Abel sounded slightly annoyed. “Using my full name like that.”

isn’t a name meant to be called?”

just don’t want to hear it,”

to be called?”

I want to be called ‘hubby’,” Abel

bring herself to say the word “hubby” out loud.

call or not to call?” Abel teased on the other end. “Otherwise, I’ll

protested. “I’ll be sad if I

you call me?” Abel

said, her voice trailing

enough. Try

pouted into

hear you. Your voice was too

let out an exasperated sigh. “Hubby!” she exclaimed,

shouted, her voice

turned around, scanning the room to make sure no one had heard

other customer in the café, a woman sitting in the corner

playfully into the phone. “Can’t

bring the kids and pick you up. How about a

agreed. “I’m at the café. Come and

me

“Mmm-hmm.”

you,” Abel said, making a kissing

blushed at

sitting across the table, heard

waiting too,” he said,

cheesy,” Emmeline whispered, “there’s

Come on, I’m waiting for you,” Abel

and reluctantly gave her phone

for