Ambush of the Quadruplets: Stay Away From This Woman

Chapter 511

Abel led Emmeline by the hand to the platform garden, where the colorful blooms and graceful willows looked especially enchanting in the soft glow of the lights.

“Wow!” Emmeline clapped her hands in awe. “This little garden is so beautiful!”

Abel squinted his eyes, memories flooding back and overwhelming him. Suddenly, he saw Emmeline’s lovely figure in his mind’s eye, and a sharp pang of heartache twisted his features.

“Mr. Ryker,” Emmeline asked, breaking his reverie. “Do you know the owner of this place well?”

As Emmeline turned around, she saw a pained expression on Abel’s face.

“Mr. Ryker, what’s wrong?” she asked, concerned.

Abel replied, “I’m just feeling a little uneasy.”

Emmeline’s heart leaped with joy. This must mean that Abel still had feelings for her. It seemed that Waylon’s Worryfree medication wasn’t a foolproof solution after all.

But how could she awaken Abel’s dormant emotions for her?

“Mr. Ryker,” Emmeline said, perched on a swing. “Is someone weighing on your mind?”

Abel gave a subdued nod in response.

“Would you like to share your story with me?” Emmeline suggested gently.

Abel let out a deep sigh. “There’s not much of a story to tell.”

“Is it because of unrequited love?” Emmeline tilted her head, studying him closely.

A shadow crossed Abel’s handsome face. “No, it’s not that.”

“Then what is it?” she asked softly.

it,” Abel said, his voice heavy with reluctance. “Let’s not talk

It seemed that this situation

coffee and they sat on the swing, sipping and chatting. Before they knew it, it was late into the night and

her gently,

sleeping soundly, completely oblivious to the world around

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Abel decided to carry her to

into bed and pulling the

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here,” Luca’s muffled voice

jacket. It’s

inside, “Get out, get out!

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