“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

looked at him and suddenly

her, wearing her favorite little dress from the past,

fixed nervously

he looked at the “Emmeline” walking towards him. “Are you

Lizbeth looked at him with affectionate eyes and spoke softly.

then threw herself into his

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

and so were Adrien, Emmeline,

really

wasn’t like

“what’s wrong? Are you unhappy to

happy,” Abel said, “that you’re

why did you

Abel couldn’t explain.

at him again. “I’ve missed you so

his tone cold and

Abel,” Lizbeth, even 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 you just

appropriate,” Abel replied, his face stiff and

of four children, lovers who are in love.

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

for me in the past all

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