Ambush of the Quadruplets: Stay Away From This Woman

Abel glanced at the time in his backyard home. It was half past noon.

At this moment, Emma should be at the banquet.

Abel chuckled to himself. He poured himself half a glass of white wine and downed it in one. gulp.

A spicy sensation traveled down his throat and warmed his chest, bringing him great pleasure.

Abel wouldn’t have another glass; he wouldn’t allow himself to get drunk.

The banquet ended at two o’clock in the afternoon, and Emmeline returned to her parents” house.

She took off the gold ring and thought about throwing it from the third floor.

After some consideration, she realized it wouldn’t be right because the ring was bought by Abel. She couldn’t throw it away.

But where should I wear it? None of her ten fingers were suitable. She decided to place it in the jewelry box.

She didn’t want those three dresses, not a single one. She picked up the clothes and stuffed them into the trash can.

The trash can couldn’t hold everything. What should I do?

Right, throw them downstairs.

And that suitcase, it was so eye–catching and looked disturbingly conspicuous.

It wasn’t hers either, and she didn’t want it. She decided to drag it downstairs as well.

What else? What else? What else?

Emmeline paced back and forth in the hallway.

to throw everything

noticed her sister’s unus

and was startled. She hugged

to the bedroom, and whispered, ‘Emma,

her head and squatted on the floor. “I want to

loudly, tears streaming down, frightening Hannah, who held her tightly.

phone suddenly rang. It was Abel calling.

landline at home, but today, he called Maxwell’s phone.

hurriedly ran to the terrace and whispered, “Abel.”

“Is

worry about her,” Maxwell said coldly. “I’ll take care of

if Emma is safe,

now,” Maxwell said. “Hannah is

on

won’t let anything happen to Emma again,” Maxwell said, “but

“What? Tell me.”

a month,” Maxwell said in a low voice, find a

can’t do it,” Abel said immediately. “Not in a month, not even in ten years. I no longer have the heart to

hung up, and Maxwell held the

the

treated the client to pasta at the hotel.

ate pasta until nine o’clock at

since Abel had eaten any pasta. Drinking on an empty stomach, he soon felt the effects of the

off the client, Luca drove and took Abel back to his home at

soon as his head touched the pillow, Abel fell into a deep sleep. He hadn’t slept a wink the previous night, as

sighed softly, tucked him in, and quietly left.