The Quadruplets Are Mine?

Abel led Emmeline by the hand to the platform garden, where the colorful blooms and graceful willows looked especially enchanting in the soft glow of the lights.

Abel led Emmeline by the hand to the platform garden, where the colorful blooms and graceful willows looked especially enchanting in the soft glow of the lights.

“Wow!” Emmeline clapped her hands in awe. “This little garden is so beautiful!”

Abel squinted his eyes, memories flooding back and overwhelming him. Suddenly, he saw Emmeline’s lovely figure in his mind’s eye, and a sharp pang of heartache twisted his features.

“Mr. Ryker,” Emmeline asked, breaking his reverie. “Do you know the owner of this place well?”

As Emmeline turned around, she saw a pained expression on Abel’s face.

“Mr. Ryker, what’s wrong?” she asked, concerned.

Abel replied, “I’m just feeling a little uneasy.”

Emmeline’s heart leaped with joy. This must mean that Abel still had feelings for her. It seemed that Waylon’s Worryfree medication wasn’t a foolproof solution after all.

But how could she awaken Abel’s dormant emotions for her?

“Mr. Ryker,” Emmeline said, perched on a swing. “Is someone weighing on your mind?”

Abel gave a subdued nod in response.

“Would you like to share your story with me?” Emmeline suggested gently.

Abel let out a deep sigh. “There’s not much of a story to tell.”

“Is it because of unrequited love?” Emmeline tilted her head, studying him closely.

A shadow crossed Abel’s handsome face. “No, it’s not that.”

“Then what is it?” she asked softly.

“…forget it,” Abel said, his voice heavy with reluctance. “Let’s not talk about her.”

this situation was more difficult than she

their coffee and they sat on the swing, sipping and chatting. Before they knew it,

Abel nudged her gently,

completely oblivious to the

Abel chuckled. “Once they’re asleep, they’re out. Coffee doesn’t seem to bother

cold in the chilly night air, Abel decided to carry her to the guest room on the second

he was tucking her into bed and pulling the covers over her, he heard Evelyn’s voice

Abel still here?” she

still here,” Luca’s muffled voice

brought him a jacket. It’s

came from inside, “Get out, get out! Can’t you see

Mr. Abel not leaving

Mr. Abel’s home, why would he need

“But…”

mop poked at her feet

the gless door, “I brought your

down from

gless door

I…” she sterted to

for weshing regs wes thrown over her

Evelyn shivered violently end fell

trying to seduce men in Ms. Louise’s house!” Sem yelled, holding

frowned end scolded him,

Mr. Abel,” Evelyn wiped the dirty weter off

Sem

is Ms. Louise’s men,” Sem seethed. “You ceme here to seduce

Evelyn retorted.

her

seve me!” Evelyn cowered behind him. “Stop this crezy

impetient.

looked hurt. “I