The Quadruplets Are Mine?

Chapter 38

Forget it! Let’s go to the rooftop to see the garden.” Emmeline took off her apron as she spoke.

“Alright. It’s been half a day, so the initial arrangement should be done,” Abel said as he led the way.

They went to the rooftop on the fourth floor and saw that the garden had indeed begun to take shape and already looked half decent.

Moreover, the swing had been installed under the wisterias, which made the garden look elegant. Emmeline’s unhappiness soon disappeared.

When the children had fallen asleep for the night, Emmeline went to the rooftop alone.

The garden looked even better now. Based on the progress, it would not even need three days to be done,

and it would soon become a beautiful paradise tomorrow.

Emmeline’s impression of Abel improved. Ever since this man appeared, her life had become even more colorful.

The garden was beautiful with the blooming flowers, verdant leaves, and the swing!

Emmeline sat on the swing in satisfaction, kicked her legs, and swung back and forth. It was really comfortable and fun!

After a while, she drifted off and fell asleep on the swing. Meanwhile,

seeing that his son had fallen

Abel also

rooftop.

the faint light, he saw Emmeline curling up on

petite figure looked even more beautiful with the flora around

the night wind was cold, and one could easily catch a cold if one slept there. Abel then squatted and carried Emmeline up.

a scene

in

years

to be shaken, and

Shocked, he quickly carried

the living room couch on the second floor. Then, he turned around and went

morning during breakfast, Emmeline glanced at Abel and asked, “Were you the one who left

the swing, so I was worried that you’d catch a cold,” Abel said

as she took a sip

so

up his suit jacket. “The bodyguards will send the kids to kindergarten, so you don’t have to use your electric

She had forgotten about her

to ride it to get groceries,”

Abel was about to

around and looked

parking lot. I bet he hasn’t had breakfast yet,

frowned. Was

breakfast in a lunch box, so he could only hold his jacket in one