The Quadruplets Are Mine?

“Hmm,” Abel nodded. “Emmett’s fallen asleep, and I’m here with him.”

Evelyn choked up at the news.

Abel was going to stay here with that… little guy?

Stamping her foot in anger, Evelyn stormed off and hailed a cab, heading straight for Levan Mansion.

Meanwhile, Abel turned back towards the stairs. After the commotion earlier, he didn’t want to risk waking up “Emmett”.

Returning to the guest room, Abel checked on the little guy who was sleeping soundly.

With delicate and soft features, the child’s face was almost like that of a little girl.

Smiling to himself, Abel couldn’t help but extend his finger and pinch the child’s cheek.

The skin was indeed smooth and delicate, even more so than that of a little girl.

“Abel,” Emmeline turned over in her sleep and murmured softly.

The sound of her voice sent shivers down Abel’s spine, leaving him with an indescribable feeling of contentment.

It was as if his lonely soul had been soothed by a soft, gentle touch.

A deep sense of affection swelled up within him.

“Emmett?”

He couldn’t resist the urge to pick up “Emmett” and hold him close, but he felt ridiculous for even having such thoughts.

Could it be possible that he had fallen for this young boy?

was pondering

must have

in, making sure she was

and wrapped around Abel’s

to gently push her away, but he didn’t want to wake her up

next to her,

snuggled closer to him, curling up like a little

close, planting a kiss on her forehead, and the two of

floor had closed for the night,

Luca to stay in one of the guest

sleep in the Rolls-Royce for

the sun streamed in through

wristwatch, he realized it was

his bleary eyes, feeling like he had

of the Rolls-Royce, which was just too

the car door and step out, he noticed a stretch Lincoln pulling into the parking

it

pulled into the parking lot and parked, Rosaline got out followed

Oh no!

this must be Rosaline coming

fault, she must have

Abel, only

to charge

smoothed down his messy hair with his hand, got out of the Rolls-Royce and followed behind Rosaline

up to answer the door, Rosaline barged

is Mr. Abel?” Rosaline demanded in a cold and stern

sight of Abel’s mother and immediately understood what was going on