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.

feel tingles when I take a

the ointment.” Emmeline took out a cotton swab and carefully

he felt a pain in his waist, as if Emmeline had stabbed

remembered that Emmeline was a medical expert, but it was too late. He

gritted his teeth. “What did you

turned him over. She lay next to him while hugging his

tonight. You must not agree.

there limply. He could only move his mouth. “How

his nose and giggled. “What am I afraid of?

defeat. “I bet you

if I don’t touch

Abel was pissed off.

warn you. You’d better not mess with me, or I’ll deal with you

bent down and lay on top of him. “You can’t move now.

deliberately let out a breath as if

mess around!” Abel