“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.

feet, about to

and suddenly

had asked Lizbeth to impersonate her, wearing her favorite little dress from the past, just to see how Abel truly felt about

was fixed nervously on Abel’s

here?” Abel frowned as he looked at the “Emmeline”

eyes and spoke softly. “I’m

then threw herself

away with one hand. “Emmeline,

was stunned, and so

really rejecting

wasn’t like this

Lizbeth’s eyes filled with tears, “what’s wrong? Are you unhappy to see

said, “that you’re

you push

Abel couldn’t explain.

arms and lunged at him

again, his tone cold and distant.

even though it was just a role she was playing, couldn’t help but cry for

not appropriate,” Abel replied, his face stiff and

are in love. What’s wrong with holding each other? Didn’t you used to

“Emotions are complicated. What happened in the past is in the past, and the present

love for me

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