The Quadruplets Are Mine?

“Grandpa didn’t let us tell you that,” Helios said, “Grandpa told us that it’s a secret.”

“There’s also Uncle Adelmar,” Endymion said, “we’re not allowed to talk about it.”

“In short, we’re not supposed to talk about what happened on the island,” Hesperus finally concluded, “We can’t talk about it, otherwise Grandpa will get angry.”

“But you’ve all talked about it just now,” Timothy said, “Will Grandpa Benjamin be angry?”

“It probably won’t happen now,” said Helios. “Now that even Grandma knows about it, it’s okay to talk about it.”

“I think so too.” Moonlight nodded.

“I agree.” Hesperus also nodded seriously, “Daddy must have met Grandpa, so Grandpa agreed to tell us this secret.”

Daisy was listening, wiping away her tears.

She already knew about Emmeline, but she could only keep it from the children.

Abel parked the car and walked in with big strides.

“Daddy!” His children rushed forward.

“Good boys!” Abel happily squatted down, opened his arms, and hugged his four precious sons.

The chubby little dumpling was hugged into her arms, warm and caring.

The corner of Abel’s lips burst into a smile.

“Daddy, Daddy,” Timothy said, “When will Mommy come back?”

Daddy, we miss Mommy too.” The Helios fluttered with big

earlier?” Endymion was

neck, “Daddy tell Mummy that we

Mommy?

Mommy?

Abel furrowed his eyebrows.

kids talking about

woman

ethereal for him to

not feel anything about the

calmly, “It’s good

miss Mommy,” Timothy asked, “Grandpa Benjamin won’t

for a while, and the image of Emmeline lying on the hospital bed appeared

no feelings for her, she is their mother after

to make the kids

come back.” Abel said, “Daddy is hungry, shall we

“But Daddy, Mommy…”

Abel had already stood

away her tears, and said, “I told the staff to cook

“Thanks, Mom.”

eat dumplings Mommy made,” Timothy licked his little tongue, “I’d like to eat

love Mommy’s porridge too!” Helios said, “Daddy likes it

shredded pork with green bamboo shoots,” Endymion said, “Daddy

to eat the food Mommy

to make the dishes now,” Rosaline said with

Abel frowned.

time the children talked about a dish, a delicate and pretty figure in