Quadruplets Unite: Mother's Words Are Law

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.

wanted to throw everything

Hannah suddenly noticed her

and was startled. She

took her to the bedroom, and whispered, ‘Emma, what’s wrong with

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

sobbed loudly, tears streaming down, frightening Hannah, who held her

suddenly rang. It was Abel calling.

at home, but today, he

to the terrace and whispered,

“Is Emma okay?”

worry about her,” Maxwell said coldly.

if Emma is safe, Abel

“Hannah is with her.”

keep an eye on her. Last time, she

to Emma again,” Maxwell said, “but you have to

“What? Tell me.”

Maxwell said in a low voice, find a wife and bring her home.”

month, not even in ten years. I no longer have the heart to do

and Maxwell held the phone, lost

in the afternoon,

Abel treated the client

until nine o’clock

had eaten any pasta. Drinking on

client, Luca drove and took Abel back to

He hadn’t slept a wink the previous night, as he had been running by

sighed softly, tucked him in,