“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.

about to speak, when Adrien grabbed

at him and suddenly

asked Lizbeth to impersonate her, wearing her favorite little dress from the past, just to see how

was fixed nervously on

frowned as he looked

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

threw herself

away with one hand. “Emmeline,

so were Adrien, Emmeline,

was really rejecting

like this

“what’s wrong? Are you unhappy

Abel said, “that you’re back alive. Of course,

why did you

Abel couldn’t explain.

arms and lunged at him

her away again, his tone cold and distant. “Sit down and let’s talk. Don’t act

she was playing, couldn’t help

Abel replied, his

lovers who are in love. What’s wrong with holding each other? Didn’t you used to hold me all the

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

me in the past

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