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.

keep up, but he soon lost track

her.

took fifteen minutes before Emmeline was back

the garage. and went upstairs to wash up before putting on a white

downstairs, Adrien had pulled up at

door for Emmeline with a

a skeptical look. “Why do I get a feeling that you’re up to

I think you’re

wear beats all

dolled-up women,” Adrien

answered with a grin.

sucking up for

I change my

well-behaved. I’ll do

still talking?” Raising a brow, Emmeline raised

He then waddled his way to the car and opened the door to the backseat

the chauffeur to drive the extended Rolls Royce today, so he could take the kids for

even 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 and

but I should remind you not

Despite his urge to speak,

that he should not rush into things. He should keep his cool instead of getting

back and swallowed his