The Quadruplets Are Mine?

“Emmett is Emmett, how can he be the same?” Abel said impatiently, “Drink, alcohol can’t even make you shut up!”

“I’m just asking, how do you feel about Emmeline now?” Adrien said, “She’s such a great woman, can you really just stop loving her like that?”

“Adrien, are you done yet?” Abel said, growing impatient. “You brought me here today, if we’re just going to talk about this, Emmett and I will leave!”

“Come on, man!” Adrien stood up and grabbed him. “Can’t we change the subject?”

“Fine!” Abel muttered, picking up his glass and taking a sip.

Just the mention of Emmeline made him feel uneasy and annoyed, he couldn’t quite explain the feeling.

Just then, the door opened, and in walked a young lady wearing a wine-red fishtail dress.

The lady squeezed past Luca with a seductive sway and walked into the room.

Now Luca understood. So, the fishtail dress he had gone to such great lengths to find was being worn by this lady.

And this lady…

“Emmeline?” Abel slowly stood up from the couch.

Emmeline also rose to her feet, about to speak, when Adrien grabbed her suit jacket collar.

Emmeline looked at him and suddenly understood Adrien’s intentions.

to impersonate her, wearing her favorite little dress from the past, just to see how Abel

fixed nervously on Abel’s

are you doing here?” Abel frowned as he looked at the “Emmeline” walking towards him. “Are

spoke softly. “I’m not dead.

then threw herself into

with one hand. “Emmeline, don’t do

stunned, and so were Adrien,

was really rejecting

wasn’t like

tears, “what’s wrong? Are you

“that you’re back alive.

did you

Abel couldn’t explain.

at him

tone cold and distant. “Sit

it was just a role she was playing, couldn’t help but cry for Emmeline’s pain. “I miss you

appropriate,” Abel replied, his

of four children, lovers who are in love. What’s wrong with holding each other? Didn’t you used to hold me

lowered his gaze, “Emotions are complicated. What happened in the past is in the past, and the

for me

Abel remained silent.