The Quadruplets Are Mine?

Emmeline had no plans of using the restroom; instead, she intended to go outside and give those two a chance to get more comfortable with each other.

Janie appeared very reserved when she was with Benjamin, and there was no hint of her

flamboyant personality at all.

As Emmeline turned on the faucet, she hummed a nursery rhyme

while washing her hands.

“You seem to be very happy today!” came a cold voice from behind.

Upon hearing that, Emmeline’s head whipped around.

Abel covered her mouth and pulled her into a cubicle, locking the door with a click.

“Hey, what do you want to do?” Emmeline muffled her words through Abel’s hand.

Emmeline’s first instinct was to retaliate, but once she realized who it was, she relaxed as she remembered the ointment he had given her the night before.

Abel enveloped her slender waist with his arms and pinned her to the wall, his towering stature looming over her.

His thumb brushed against her lips as he asked, “What do you

think I should do?”

“How am I supposed to know?”

Only then die Emmeline notice the suppressed anger in his eyes, and asked in a panic, “Why are you bere?”

Abel snorted coldly, “Am I not allowed to be here? Are you afraid that I’ll see it?”

“Huh?” Emmeline was confused

and didn’t understand what he

was referring to.

his

you

not bad at

mo

“What do you mean?”

waiting for you, and now you have Benjamin here with you. Occasionally, you

changed as she asked herself, “What is this man talking

do you mean by saying

what I’m saying? Are you

a

longer, Emmeline broke free from his restraint,

and took hold of her elbow, drawing her back into

competing against someone with military training. If you do not accept this as your defeat, you are welcome to make

are, I

Abel Ryker, I insist that you apologize to me immediately

me angry. Why should I apologize to

and she spoke in a sharp tone, “I’ll say it one more time! Abel Ryker,

stunned for a moment as he stared blankly at

by the extent of

the

exploding.

said those in a fit of

this point, as there seemed

So.

lips against the

and Emmeline found herself powerless against his embrace, which felt as

her lips did he lift his

“Emma, sor…”

“Smack!”

his cheek, Emmeline forcefully shoved him back

against the sink in a

when she returned to the dining table. Neither of