Ambush of the Quadruplets: Stay Away From This Woman

That night, Abel did not dare to help Emmeline with her bath. However, it was evident that she wanted. him to do so, given the little murmured hints she let fall.

“Oops…” Abel facepalmed.

“What’s wrong?” Emmeline’s eyes widened in anxiety.

“I just realized it’s already pretty late, and there are some documents that need to be seen to.”

“That’s not urgent, right?” Emmeline tugged at his arm. “Can’t it wait until tomorrow?”

“It’s needed first thing in the morning, though; if it’s late, it’ll delay everything.”

Emmeline pouted, looking distinctly unhappy. They had not been intimate since Abel rescued her from the clutches of that nefarious club owner. Her eyesight might have gone, but that was no reason to keep a distance from her, right?

“Come on, hubby…” Emmeline tried to slip her arms around Abel’s neck, but he moved aside and said, “There now, it’s alright. I’ll ask Kendra to help you.”

This left Emmeline bereft of speech. By the time she recovered herself, Abel had already fled. She stood there, feeling disappointed. Why did she have this nagging feeling that something was off with her

husband?

bathe. After that, Emmeline went to bed and waited for Abel to come back. Once he was done with his work, he ought to be back, right? She was like a cat on a hot tin roof, waiting and waiting, but her wayward husband did

to look for Abel in

Emmeline. He asked me to tell you to go to

long?” Emmeline pouted, looking displeased.

him;

to the room, where Kendra guided her to the bed. “Alright then, Kendra. Please

that, Ms. Emmeline.” Kendra helped

and waited for more or less half an hour until he was sure that Emmeline would have fallen asleep. Only then did he stealthily creep back to the room and lie down beside

Emmeline sensed his presence even in her’sleep. “Hubby…” She murmured coquettishly and turned around, draping one leg over him

and immediately froze. However, Emmeline’s hand slipped down from his waist and landed squarely between his legs..

beneath her palm? In

to pass! Gritting his teeth, he pried Emmeline’s hand off his crotch and pushed her leg off his body, then rolled to the edge of the bed, his heart

close call!

his movements and turned over, pulling him close by the waist and

out on his forehead, and he drew a deep breath, then repeated in his mind like a mantra, I’m a monk…I’m a monk…I’m

materialize, and Abel eventually chanted himself to sleep.