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

her.

Emmeline

in the garage. and went upstairs to wash up

arrived downstairs, Adrien had pulled up at

door for Emmeline with a

“Why do I get

I think you’re

wear

dolled-up women,” Adrien

answered with a grin.

sucking up for

Stop it before I change

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

are you still talking?” Raising a brow, Emmeline raised

way to

the extended Rolls Royce today, so

had children’s seats installed

will stay permanently in the car I can do the school runs now. It’s safer,”

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

was stumped. Despite his urge to speak, he noticed

that he should not rush into things. He should keep

back and swallowed