The Quadruplets Are Mine?

Chapter 383

Evelyn couldn’t help but steal glances at her. This woman was simply stunning.

Her petite face, with skin so delicate it seemed like it could break at the slightest touch.

Her deep, dark eyes were like black peaches, and her delicate nose only added to her charm.

Her plump, pink lips were simply irresistible, enough to make anyone’s heart skip a beat.

It wasn’t just men who found her attractive, even women couldn’t help but be drawn to her.

Especially when she leaned over the operating table, her pert little butt and slender, toned waist were enough to make anyone blush.

Sam brought over two cups of coffee and sat down with Emmeline at the table.

“Ms. Louise, you’ve been so engrossed with Mr. Abel that you’ve forgotten about me, haven’t you?” teased Sam.

“What are you talking about?” Emmeline shot back playfully. “I only missed one day!”

“It feels like it’s been days,” Sam pouted.

As the two friends bantered, Emmeline’s phone suddenly rang.

Without checking the caller ID, she answered, “Hello?”

On the other end of the line, Abel’s tender voice could be heard. “Your husband has a name, you know.”

“Abel Ryker,” Emmeline immediately replied with a smile.

“Don’t you think that’s too formal?” Abel sounded slightly annoyed. “Using my full name like that.”

“But isn’t a name meant to be called?” Emmeline countered.

to hear it,” Abel

do you want to be called?”

course, I want to be called ‘hubby’,” Abel

out loud. She hesitated for

not to call?” Abel teased on the other

I’ll run away with

protested. “I’ll be sad if

you call

said, her voice

enough.

Emmeline pouted into

was too

help but let out an exasperated sigh. “Hubby!” she exclaimed, giving in to Abel’s playful

shouted, her voice ringing out in

turned around, scanning the room to make sure no

only one other customer in the café, a woman sitting in the corner with her

“You’re embarrassing me!”

into the phone. “Can’t you

Abel chuckled. “I’ll bring the kids and pick you up. How about a seafood feast for the

Emmeline agreed. “I’m at the café. Come

wait for me like a good

“Mmm-hmm.”

said, making a kissing sound over the

blushed at

sitting across the

too,” he

so cheesy,” Emmeline whispered, “there’s a

about the customer? I’m just kissing my wife. Come on, I’m waiting for you,” Abel teased on the

and reluctantly gave her phone a

it,” Abel said. “Wait for me, I’ll be