The Quadruplets Are Mine?

“Are you talking about Evelyn?” Abel frowned.

“Yes, that’s right. I seem to recall that you get along with her well. Besides, Evelyn has a thing for you.”

“But I don’t feel for her that way. This is closed for discussion.” Feeling drained, Abel waved his arm.

“Abel, is Emmeline the only one for you?”

Abel kept to himself, but he was certain of that fact.

“Daddy, I want Emmeline to be my mommy.” Timothy ventured down the stairs.

“Kids should not interfere when

adults are talking.” Rosaliné lovingly made a face.

“But Granny, you saw it. Alana

doesn’t love me. Emmeline treats me like a son.”

Rosaline was without a word as Timothy got her stumped.

Feeling bad, Abel put his hands out and pulled his son into his arms. He shuffled the little man’s hair.

“Daddy, are you going to make Emmeline my mommy?”

“I will try. Be a good boy now.” Abel kissed his son’s face.

“I will try hard with you, Daddy.”

“Okay. We will succeed together!”

Abel gave a nod.

Rosaline helplessly sighed.

day, Abel went to

Alana about

she heard the news. She

months later? Why eight months

is the date given by Grandad’s

“Um…”

onto Abel’s hand. “Mr. Abel, eight months is a little

we have our

“No. That’s the date the wedding planner put together after considering the planning and attendees.

it is. I’ll

nothing else. You should rest,” Abel

with me

to go, so some

forget that I risked my life

falling, Abel nodded. “I know, or I won’t be so

let go of his

closed the door behind

in the coming eight

a challenge to

the hospital and took

own car.

Luca and his

his sécurity detail

to get from the Ryker Group to

he could use some

of the car when he pulled

window for a smoke before starting the engine and