“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 speak, when Adrien

and

wearing her favorite little dress from the past, just

gaze was fixed nervously on

looked at the “Emmeline” walking towards

spoke softly. “I’m not dead. I’m back. I’ve missed you so much,

threw herself

pushed her away with one hand. “Emmeline, don’t

stunned, and so were Adrien, Emmeline, and

was really rejecting

like this

“what’s wrong? Are

happy,” Abel said, “that you’re back alive. Of course, I’m

did you push

Abel couldn’t explain.

lunged at him

his tone cold and distant. “Sit down and let’s talk.

Lizbeth, even though it was just a role she was playing, couldn’t help but cry for Emmeline’s pain.

Abel replied, his face

of four children, lovers who are in love. What’s wrong with holding each other? Didn’t you

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

your love for me in the

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