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.

Abel went to

and told Alana

she heard

Eight months later? Why eight months

but this is the date given by Grandad’s trusty wedding

“Um…”

“Mr. Abel, eight

have our engagement

Abel callously responded, “No. That’s the date the wedding planner put together after considering the planning and attendees. Otherwise, our

Eight months, it is. I’ll wait.” Alana nearly fell out

I should go if there’s nothing else. You

stay with me

some other

that I risked my life to save you.”

his face falling, Abel nodded. “I know, or I

let go of his

closed the door

in the coming

to be a challenge to be the lady of the

left the hospital and took

own car.

not take Luca and his chauffeur on this

did his sécurity

took mere minutes to get from the Ryker Group

could use some

out of the car when he pulled up

window for a smoke before