The Quadruplets Are Mine?

Kendra squinted at the approaching “man” who walked with a strikingly similar gait to Emmeline. Oh, you’re back! Quincy just woke up,” Kendra smiled as she informed Emmett, unaware of everything that had just happened that afternoon.

“I can help you carry her!” Emmett said with outstretched arms.

“You?” Kendra chuckled. “I wouldn’t expect a man to know how to carry a baby!”

“Well, I carried my younger brother when he was a baby,” Emmett explained. “It’s no problem for me at all!”

Abel walked over and overtook Emmett instead, grabbing hold of Quincy and carrying her into his arms in one swift move. “Let me do it,” Abel told Kendra. “You can go ahead and prepare dinner.”

“Dinner is already prepared, Mr. Abel,” Kendra informed him. “You’re back a little later than usual today.”

“Mm,” Abel grunted softly. “Some things got in the way.”

Behind him, Emmett stuck out his tongue childishly.

Kendra took over Quincy once again as they entered the dining hall. “Why don’t you both head upstairs to change and wash up first? I’ll get the dishes out,” Kendra told them.

room, Emmeline inspected her fake mustache and made sure it was properly in place before changing and going back downstairs. As everyone was gathered at the dining table, Luca suddenly

Abel, Ms. Murphy is here,” Luca informed his

want?” Abel

Madame Ryker asked her to bring something over,” Luca explained.

then since it’s Mom’s instruction. She might just tell on me if

into the compound. A few minutes later, Evelyn

I’m here to deliver it!” she announced cheerily just before

still hanging out with Abel? She thought to herself in annoyance. She had used the lamb stew as an excuse to visit Abel and be closer to him, but she had not expected the wicked man to still be around! Abel was even serving him food and

eat more to

affectionately. “You dote on me more than

or your grandmother. I’m a proper man, ok?” Abel teased in

patient and gentle with me, almost exactly like my mother,”

know that?” Abel scolded, but his voice remained gentle. “Why can’t you describe

temper!” Emmett objected. “You’re much better than

finish your food, you can say I remind you of your mother or grandmother or anyone else you