The Quadruplets Are Mine?

“Mr. Abel and Mr. Benjamin,” he showed three fingers and said, “they drank three bottles of hard liquor.”

“Three bottles?” She frowned and said, “That’s too much, it would damage their bodies. Mr. Abel’s stomach just recovered not long ago.”

“Who didn’t know it?” Luca said, “But Mr. Abel was sad, it was good for him to be drunk.”

“I’m making some soup to sober him up.” Kendra helped Lucas to put Abel on the bed, and took his shoes off.

“Okay, you can go now.” Luca was tucking Abel in.

“Emma…” Abel muttered.

Luca was about to get out but he froze. He ran to his bedside and said excitedly, “Mr. Abel, do you still have feelings for Ms. Louise?”

But, Abel turned his body and slept soundly.

“Mr. Abel,” Luca tried to push him, he hoped that he could call out for Emmeline once more.

dead or alive, he hoped that Abel could be someone with feelings. Yet, Abel was sleeping soundly until

eyes and looked at his watch, it was already seven o’clock in the evening. “Luca!” He called

opened the

Abel, you’re finally

“Look at the time now, I shouldn’t be sleeping, there

Abel. I mean, you were a

him off and said,

about someone when you’re drunk?” Luca

as he asked, “Who do you think I’d

Luca said. “The person you missed

talking about Kendra?” Abel asked. He said, “Don’t worry,

this. “But sir.

Kendra?” Abel asked. He continued, “You weren’t

seemed that Abel had truly forgotten about Emmeline. Hypnosis did not

Kendra make something light. I don’t want to eat anything else.” Luca got out after that. Kendra went to make a light dinner after his