The Quadruplets Are Mine?

Emmeline giggled. “Hey, Abel. Why are you nervous? I won’t eat you!”

“You don’t have that gut either.” Abel took off his pajamas and lay on the bed shirtless.

Emmeline gulped when she saw his muscular back.

My hubby is attractive!

However, seeing that his back had fine scratches, Emmeline felt distressed. She could not help but reach to stroke his back gently.

Abel trembled as if stung by a scorpion and shouted, “What are you doing? Don’t take advantage of me!”

“I didn’t!” Emmeline sniffled. “I just feel distressed to see you hurt.”

Abel glanced back at Emmeline, then saw her reddish eyes.

“I’m fine. These injuries are nothing.”

“Do you still hurt?” Emmeline asked softly.

tingles when I take

the ointment.” Emmeline took out

Abel felt more comfortable. His vigilance toward Emmeline also decreased. But later, he felt a pain in his waist, as if Emmeline had stabbed him

a medical expert, but it was too

gritted his teeth. “What did you

smiled and turned him over. She lay

must not agree. I can only use

Abel lay there limply. He could only move his mouth.

children.” Emmeline pinched his nose and giggled. “What am I afraid of? It’s a good way to pursue my husband, not mean or

to admit defeat. “I bet you never know

“I’ll only feel shame if I don’t touch a handsome man like you. I’ll lose

Abel was pissed off.

with me, or I’ll deal with you

bent down and lay on top of him. “You can’t move now. If I don’t help you, you can

out a breath as

mess around!” Abel