The Quadruplets Are Mine?

“Hmph.” Abel smiled coldly and answered, “Benjamin, are you talking nonsense? I’m a man with responsibility; of course I’ll seek justice for Emmeline. This is not related to my feelings for her.”

“If she’s still alive, how will you face her?” Benjamin stared at him.

He pondered for a while and asked, “Is she still alive?”

“What if she is?”

“I don’t have any feelings for her.” He answered calmly, “I didn’t love her back then, so I guess I won’t love her now either.”

Benjamin lowered his head and remained silent.

“Let’s drink,” Abel said. “Don’t talk about the nonsense.”

Benjamin waved his hand and signaled the bartender to come over. Before they knew it, they had finished a bottle of hard liquor. Abel ordered another bottle of XO. The two of them were not in a good mood, so they drank hastily. Both of them were drunk, and Benjamin started to cry.

“You’re useless!” Abel laughed at him and said, “You’re a man; why are you crying?”

Benjamin sobbed and answered, “You’re drugged by Waylon, and you forgot about your love for Emma! What about me? What about her? How could you know our feelings?”

Abel frowned and asked, “Benjamin, what did you just say? What did Waylon do to me?”

off and said, “I’m drunk

saying that Waylon

stomach!” Benjamin said, “It seems

my stomach has been okay recently.” He said, “The drug from

“If not, how can you be so relaxed nowadays?” You’re happy without

are you talking about?” Abel pushed him and said, “Since when I’m cruel? Look at me? I treat you so well. I know

two of us to be best friends despite our

on

Abel said. “Let’s send you home so you

him, and he said, “your cheeks are so red as if you’re a

back to The Precipice and sleep for the night.” They were sent back by

at Glenbrook, Janie called

drunk, she

on the sofa drunkenly and said, “you’re here at the right time;

let’s go up to

to me first,” he pushed her hands away and said. “Our matter

on a smile and answered, “I’m not a traditional lady; I won’t be forcing you to be responsible for me. We can

“I would feel like a bastard