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

and told Alana

look of anticipation crumbled the moment she heard the news. She nearly fell out

Eight months later? Why eight

sure, but this is the date given

“Um…”

onto Abel’s hand. “Mr. Abel, eight

we have our

“No. That’s the date the wedding planner put together after considering the planning and attendees. Otherwise, our other option is to call the

to cancel the engagement! Eight months, it is. I’ll wait.” Alana nearly fell out of

there’s nothing else. You

can’t you stay with me

go, so some other day,”

Abel, don’t forget that I risked

Abel nodded. “I know, or

let go of

Abel closed the door

change in the

be a challenge to

the hospital and took

own car.

Luca and his chauffeur on this

sécurity

minutes to get from

could use some time

hurry to get out of the car when he pulled up

rolled down his window for a smoke before starting the engine