The Quadruplets Are Mine?

Chapter 415

Chapter 415 Abel, You Animal!

The two men each called their own cab and left Fifteen Avery Park.

Janie accompanied Benjamin to Glenbrook.

Abel and Emmeline returned to Nightfall Cafe.

Luca had just helped Sam clean up and was about to close the shop when Emmeline carried Abel over from across the street.

They were followed by several bodyguards.

Luca quickly rushed out the glass door and asked, “Ms. Louise, is Mr. Abel alright?”

Emmeline replied, “He drank too much, but nothing serious.”

Luca responded, “Let me take him upstairs then.”

Pushing Luca away, Abel said, “I don’t want you to carry me. I only want Emma. You and the bodyguards can go away.”

Luca sheepishly retracted his hand.

The other bodyguards were also looking on helplessly.

Fortunately, Emmeline was able to carry Abel’s giant body up to the second floor. She tossed him on the bed and took off his shoes.

Abel pulled on his clothes and said, “Emma, it’s hot. I want to take a shower.”

Emmeline helped him unbutton his shirt and said, “Then let me start the bath. You’ll feel better after a good soak.”

However, before she could even get up, Abel had her in his grip, then pulled her into his embrace.

He said, “I think I feel better hugging you.”

Emmeline pushed him away shyly, “Abel, you’ve drunk too much.”

Abel whispered in her ear, “Don’t move, babe. Let me hug you a while longer.”

great strength, even more so when

so she simply sank into his arms and let him hold

thair own cab and laft Fiftaan

Banjamin to

and Emmalina raturnad

Sam claan up and was about to closa tha shop whan Emmalina

wara followad

glass door and askad, “Ms. Louisa, is Mr. Abal

too much, but

raspondad, “Lat ma taka him

you to carry ma. I only want Emma. You and tha

shaapishly ratractad his

bodyguards wara also looking

abla to carry Abal’s giant body up to tha sacond floor. Sha tossad

pullad on his clothas and said, “Emma, it’s hot. I want to taka a

lat ma start tha bath. You’ll faal

bafora sha could avan gat up, Abal had har in his grip,

said, “I think I faal

pushad him away shyly, “Abal, you’va

aar, “Don’t mova, baba. Lat ma hug you

strangth, avan mora

fraa, so sha simply sank

underneath. His lips greedily

him and said, “We can’t. I’m still at that time of

“What a bad timing

consoled him, “It’s just another two

tighter, “But you’re my wife. It’s torture to only be able to hug you

it happens, I’ll

wait for my dear

assured I’ll gobble you up. There won’t be a single

me on. No I can’t,

feet and dashed

mere seconds, Emmeline could hear the faucet running. It seemed like he

“Abel! You can’t take

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