The Quadruplets Are Mine?

“I feel uncomfortable!” Emmeline was teary, and her face flushed with aggrieved eyes.

She looks bright and moving.

“I also couldn’t move last night. I lay for eight hours, and my body was stiff. You didn’t know how tired I was and even slept deeply on my arm!”

Abel leaned over Emmeline and said condescendingly, “You won’t feel hurt or itch. It’s fair to tie you about eight hours, right?”

Emmeline yelled at him, “But you were fine when you fell asleep! How could I be the same? It’s daytime. I still have a lot of things to do!”

“You don’t need to do anything!” Abel took the bowl from Kendra’s hand. “Just open your mouth and eat now!”

“I won’t eat!” Emmeline pouted. “If you don’t let me go, I won’t eat even if I’m starving!”

“Well,” Abel said, “It’s up to you. Originally I only wanted to tie you up until noon, but I changed my mind!”

“What do you mean?” Emmeline panicked. “What did you change your mind about?”

“You can’t fight against me. Since you don’t eat, I’ll tie you up until the evening!”

and put down

Emmeline yelled, “I’ll

his arms and sneered. “You’re always stubborn. I didn’t

you let me go,” Emmeline muttered, “I’ll

not your

Emmeline was pissed off, then muttered again, “You’re the one who used to

Abel picked up the bowl and sat down. “As long as I’m happy, I

he scooped up the cereal and approached it to

reluctantly ate

not resist her laughter, so she hurriedly pushed the baby carriage

up the ravioli and fed it to

took a

big bite.” Abel

had no choice but to open her mouth

taking a

picked up a tissue and wiped

blinked. “You’re so good to me.