Quadruplets Unite: Mother's Words Are Law

“That’s different. I’m concerned about your well-being, alright?” Abel sighed softly. “You don’t know how afraid I am for your safety. I’d rather risk my life!”

“How about I start writing dream journals and send them to you every day?” Emmeline teased him.

“That works too,” Abel chuckled.

“Forget it!” She changed the subject. “How are you feeling? Is your rib still hurting?”

He laughed. “It’s not as painful anymore. I think it’s healing. Don’t worry. Your big brother is as tough as a bull.”

“You’re something else, but you still need to take it easy Emmeline said, feeling relieved.

“Yeah, I will. And you, be good and don’t run around.”

“But, Abel.” Emmeline hesitated. “Mom’s mental state isn’t great, and I’m worried.”

“Depression can be tough,” Abel comforted her. “I’ll inquire about esoteric medicine. We can try giving Mom herbal remedies.”

“Okay, when are you coming home?”

“Whenever, I guess.”

“Alright!”

hanging up the phone, Emmeline couldn’t help but feel grateful. Having an older brother, even if not biologically related, was so much better than having a

an accountant at a chemical company in Ravenshell. She didn’t spend much time at home, so she was only aware of their mother’s condition but hadn’t

devil. Hannah was home when Emmeline came home from

out, or you’ll gain weight!” Emmeline teased

sour, bitter, spicy, or salty, she could handle it all. Emmeline once witnessed her sister devouring food at lightning speed, making

with fair, plump, and radiant skin. Her

twenty-three years old, it was her

and a good match

her sister while they

those naturally cheerful, kind-hearted types. He seems like a

decent,” Hannah said, her

believe I’m good at reading

ladies in their fifties at

engage in such frivolous

husbands passed away, and their children are grown up. They’re just enjoying

celery stalk and playfully swatted

more like it!” Hannah still didn’t give in. “Since I arrived, you’ve been wearing a serious face. I thought you were unhappy to see me.”

about you now, but when will