The Quadruplets Are Mine?

Chapter 43

“What? Have you got nothing to say for yourself?” Alana smirked. “Emmeline, you’re the same easy woman as I remember.”

“She did not hit on me.” Following a curt voice coming from the back, an imposing figure presented himself at the door.

With tension running high in the café, the onlookers held their tongues and breaths.

Rumor had it that Abel was a ruthless and hardhearted man. He was not one to be scr*w around with.

“Abel!” Dumbstruck at first, Alana quickly cried wolf and clung to him.

“You got to stick up for me. Everybody saw what happened. She has Adrien’s children, but she lives

with you. Is this not trying to get into your pants?”

“Abel?” Adrien furrowed his brows. “I can’t believe you really live here. What are you up to?”

“What am I up to?” Abel scoffed. “I’m single, and so is Ms. Louise. I doubt it’s against the law to live together.”

“Abel!”

The reply took Emmeline by surprise. As if things were not complicated enough, Abel’s comment was not helping with the situation at all.

“I’m only renting a room to you. That’s nothing going on between us.”

“Well, it doesn’t stop me from pursuing you.”

Abel put his arm around Emmeline’s

“I hereby declare that from this moment on, you’re my girlfriend. No one

was thrown for a loop. What

to pull her out

were heated

to push Abel away, it was like she was trying to move a ton of bricks. Abel locked

“What’s the meaning of this, Abel? Are you trying to steal my

not your woman!” Abel scoffed before

I’m not!” Emmeline blurted

she carried my children!”

hurt her. Count your lucky stars she didn’t sue you for the violation and take you

nothing

a lot of terrible things

must be one of

“But what about me?”

at Abel with sorrow. “Where do I fit

intention to marry you,” Abel replied, “In regard to Timothy, I will find another way to

“But what about now?”

over her belly. “Why did you impregnate me when you

Was she pregnant?

dropped, Abel was thrown

when Alana

distinctly remembered taking control of his animalistic instinct at the last

bedroom.

touch

did she

and asked, “Is

be over the moon