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

Alana about

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

months later?

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

“Um…”

Abel’s hand. “Mr. Abel,

we have our engagement

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

the engagement! Eight months, it is. I’ll wait.” Alana

if there’s nothing

you stay with me a little longer?” Alana took Abel’s

so some other day,” Abel

don’t forget that I risked my life to save you.” Alana

Abel nodded. “I know, or

go

until Abel closed the door behind him before

change in

to

hospital and took

own car.

take Luca and his chauffeur

his sécurity

mere minutes to get from

use some

hurry to get out of the car when he

his window for a smoke