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.

to keep up, but he soon

her.

Emmeline

and went upstairs to wash up before putting

Adrien had pulled up

door for Emmeline with a bright

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

I think you’re

you wear

dolled-up women,” Adrien

answered with a grin.

the sucking up

before I change

up. I’m very well-behaved. I’ll do whatever you say.” Adrien

Raising a brow, Emmeline

He then waddled his way to the car and opened the

the extended Rolls

even had children’s seats installed in the

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

out, but I should remind you not

stumped. Despite his urge to speak, he noticed

rush into things. He should keep his cool instead of getting ahead of

back and swallowed