Ambush of the Quadruplets: Stay Away From This Woman

Chapter 817 What’s Wrong With Him? 

Abel hugged her with one arm, kissed her on her lips, and handed the bouquet to her.

“This is for you. Do you like it?”

“This is so pretty! I love it!”

Emmeline took a deep whiff of the flowers and smiled.

“Did you just hire a new patissier?”

Abel hugged her, spun around, and put her down.

“No. He’s from Avalan Mansion,” Emmeline said.

Abel was surprised. “He’s Adam’s patissier?”

“That’s right.” Emmeline said. “At the birthday party, Lizbeth and I said that the dessert was delicious. Adam promised he’d send his patissier over some time later. I didn’t expect it to be today.”

“I see.” Abel nodded. “As long as you like it.”

“There should be no problem, right?” Emmeline asked.

She knew that Adam was a cunning character, and she had her reservations.

Abel smiled. “What can a patissier do?”

“That’s good,” Emmeline said and placed the flowers into the vase.

dinner, Abel brought Emmeline for a walk in the

near the fall season, and the trees on the hill were filled with small red

not edible, but they were a beautiful sight.

path for half an hour before the temperature dropped, so Abel took Emmeline’s hand

could

the beauty of the fruits. She pulled her hand away from Abel and went to pluck a few twigs to put in the vase at

pricked her

hand away. A drop of blood formed on

frown. He took her finger and put it in his mouth.

for a while and spitting the blood

nodded. She seemed

put her finger in his mouth again.

her head and looked at him.

very attracted to Abel’s face.

very well, she thought Abel was the most handsome

seen.

could not resist the temptation anymore, so she tiptoed and pecked his chin.

Abel shuddered.

when his wife sneaked up

he was under the effect of Deathly Desire, that

Emmeline’s hand and took two steps back.

I frighten you?” Emmeline said.

was flustered. “I nearly tripped on a

that again,” Emmeline spread her arms

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