The Quadruplets Are Mine?

Chapter 69

Before the young man could finish his sentence, Emmeline delivered a punch to each of his eyes.

Once his vision went dark, he felt a kick between his legs, and he immediately doubled over in pain.

“How dare you drug me, you b*stard!”

“Have mercy on me, Ms. Louise!” The young man did not expect Emmeline not to be affected by the drug. He knew he was in trouble.

“It’s too late to beg for mercy!”

Emmeline lifted her gown and sent the man flying with a roundhouse kick.

The man fell into a bush. Emmeline stomped the man’s head with a high heel, which caused him to grunt and pass out.

“What a softie.” Emmeline said derisively. “You can’t even fight, and you think you can set me up?”

She was worked up after exerting herself physically, and she felt the waves of desire becoming stronger again.

She quickly sat down in the gazebo and took several deep breaths, trying to make herself as calm as possible.

Meanwhile, Abel turned around and did not see Emmeline. He wondered where she went.

He went up to the three boys and asked them, “Where did your mommy go?”

“Mommy said the hall is getting warm, so she went to the garden to

get some fresh air,” Sun answered the question on behalf of his brothers.

heads. “Be good boys. I’ll go and look for

Mr. Ryker,” the three

“Mr. Ryker?”

walking away. “Shouldn’t

you’re not our daddy,” Sun said. “That’s

father, but we

only call you ‘Mr. Ryker’

Star said.

to call you Daddy, but fate is cruel!” the three

not pleased with what they said, but that was indeed

for now then,” Abel said. Who can tell what will happen in the future? What if Emmeline

around and

walked into the garden.

did not see Emmeline anywhere, and he

walking down the path while

Emma? Where are you?”

over something. Abel looked down and saw a man

a finger to the man’s

At least he’s not dead… But what

more and

Where are

soft and warm fall into his arms

“Emma…”

cherry lips sealed his mouth, and a tongue began to seek out

Mmh…

tightly with his arms and

too good… Claim me, Abel,