“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.

rose to her feet, about to speak, when Adrien grabbed her suit

looked at him and suddenly understood Adrien’s

her favorite little dress from the past,

gaze was fixed nervously on Abel’s

here?” Abel frowned as he looked at

looked at him with affectionate eyes and spoke softly. “I’m not dead.

herself into

with one hand.

so were Adrien, Emmeline,

was really rejecting

wasn’t like

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

Abel said, “that you’re back

why did you push me

Abel couldn’t explain.

opened her arms and lunged at

her away again, his tone cold and

role she was playing, couldn’t help but cry

replied, his face stiff and his voice

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

up,” Abel lowered his gaze, “Emotions are complicated. What happened in the past is in the past, and

love for me

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