The Quadruplets Are Mine?

Emmeline grabbed his shoulders and turned Adrien around. Facing his ride, Adrien ended up giving his sports car a Kug.

“Emma, can’t I hold you? I’m the father of your children, you know!” Adrien got up from his car hood.

“Let me stop you there. Don’t bring that up again. I agreed to have dinner together as a friend. We can cancel dinner if you get other ideas. You can forget us being friends,” Emmeline replied.

“Okay. I won’t think otherwise. We can start with friends.” Adrien put his hands up in surrender.

“Okay. My bike is up ahead. I’ll head home for a change of

clothes. Wait for me outside the café.”

“Alright!” Emmeline’s wish was Adrien’s command.

Just before pulling his car door open, he flirtatiously called out to Emmeline.

“What do you want now?” Annoyed, Emmeline looked back.

“Emma, put on something pretty.”

With a scowl, Emmeline was about to tell him to beat it.

Reading the room, Adrien swung his door open and jumped inside.

Emmeline rode her bike, traversing along the road.

up, but he soon lost

her.

fifteen minutes before Emmeline was back

in the garage. and went upstairs to wash

downstairs, Adrien had pulled up at the

door for

“Why do I get

I think

you wear

dolled-up women,” Adrien

answered with a grin.

the sucking

Stop it before I change

of course! I’ll shut up. I’m very well-behaved. I’ll do whatever you say.”

you still talking?” Raising a

put his hand over his mouth. He then waddled his way to the car and opened the door to

the chauffeur to drive the extended Rolls Royce today, so he

had children’s seats installed in

permanently in the car I can do the school runs now. It’s safer,” Adrien looked at the children’s seats

everything thought out, but I should remind you not to get any ideas

stumped. Despite his urge to speak, he

He should keep his cool instead of getting ahead of

and