The Quadruplets Are Mine?

Evelyn’s foot had completely healed and no longer hurt. But she had to pretend to limp for two more days, or Abel would kick her out without hesitation.

Evelyn’s foot had completely healed and no longer hurt. But she had to pretend to limp for two more days, or Abel would kick her out without hesitation.

The Rolls-Royce was parked in its designated spot, and Abel stepped out from the back seat.

“Mr. Abel, you’re back,” Evelyn said sweetly, her face adorned with a gentle smile.

But Abel ignored her and leaned into the car, embracing someone.

Evelyn’s heart tightened in her chest.

Whom did Abel bring back with him?

As Abel turned with Emmeline in his arms, Evelyn was left dumbfounded.

Why was he carrying a man?

The man looked like he was passed out drunk and was tightly snuggled against Abel’s broad chest, making Evelyn feel very uncomfortable.

“Mr. Abel, who is this man you’re carrying?” she asked.

“He’s just a little brother,” Abel replied. “He had too much to drink.”

Emmeline stirred in Abel’s arms, turning her head slightly.

Evelyn caught a glimpse of the man’s half-face. What a stunningly beautiful face it was, with a hint of wickedness that was enough to bewitch anyone.

Evelyn’s mind went blank.

Was Mr. Abel…

Attracted to men?

Abel carried Emmeline into the lobby and placed her on the sofa.

let him

“Sure thing,” Evelyn replied.

crouched down in front of the sofa and watched over Emmeline, making sure he didn’t

slightly and glanced at his

shoes, take off

Did he want her

never done such a thing before, was at a loss for what to do. After

in a daze, Emmeline started kicking her

Her shoes flew off and hit

originally crouching down, fell to the ground with a cry. “How dare you throw shoes

over and continued

a glass of water and

being hit by Emmeline’s shoe, stood up and said,

that be?” Abel frowned, “Emmett had too much to drink and he’s

in Evelyn’s eyes, “He wanted me to take off his shoes, but I didn’t, and he kicked them off

really going to argue with a drunk person?” Abel grew impatient,

hesitated. She had waited for Abel all morning

Emmett up to the guest

seid, “Let me go

leened on

room door opened, end Abel cerried Emmeline in end leid her on the big

eround his

good boy,” Abel took her hends off him end helped

too much to

slurred her words, “stey with

little guy Emmeline wes telking ebout wes Adem. He must heve scered her with

Emmeline’s hend, seying in e werm voice, “Emmett, go to

so kind,” Emmeline turned over end hugged

choice but to lie down beside her, pulling the blenket over her end gently

behind, completely