“Emmett is Emmett, how can he be the same?” Abel said impatiently, “Drink, alcohol can’t even make you shut up!”

“I’m just asking, how do you feel about Emmeline now?” Adrien said, “She’s such a great woman, can you really just stop loving her like that?”

“Adrien, are you done yet?” Abel said, growing impatient. “You brought me here today, if we’re just going to talk about this, Emmett and I will leave!”

“Come on, man!” Adrien stood up and grabbed him. “Can’t we change the subject?”

“Fine!” Abel muttered, picking up his glass and taking a sip.

Just the mention of Emmeline made him feel uneasy and annoyed, he couldn’t quite explain the feeling.

Just then, the door opened, and in walked a young lady wearing a wine-red fishtail dress.

The lady squeezed past Luca with a seductive sway and walked into the room.

Now Luca understood. So, the fishtail dress he had gone to such great lengths to find was being worn by this lady.

And this lady…

“Emmeline?” Abel slowly stood up from the couch.

to her feet, about to speak, when

him and suddenly

wearing her favorite little dress from the past, just to see how Abel truly felt

gaze was fixed nervously on Abel’s

Abel frowned as he looked at the “Emmeline” walking towards him.

him with affectionate eyes and spoke softly. “I’m not dead. I’m back. I’ve missed you so much,

then threw herself into his

one hand. “Emmeline,

was stunned, and so

really rejecting

like

with tears, “what’s wrong? Are you unhappy to

“that you’re back alive. Of

you push me

Abel couldn’t explain.

lunged at him

her away again, his tone cold and distant. “Sit down and let’s talk.

though it was just a role she was playing, couldn’t help but cry for Emmeline’s pain. “I miss you so much, can’t

replied, his

are in love. What’s

What happened in the past is in the past, and the present is

love for me in

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