The Quadruplets Are Mine?

Emmeline stuck her tongue out at Abel.

Abel had no choice but untied her.

“It hurts!” Emmeline pouted and rubbed her wrist. “I’m bruised.”

Benjamin hastily picked up her wrist and found some strangle marks. He felt distressed, then blew her wrist gently.

While blowing, he comforted her, “It doesn’t hurt. It’ll be fine soon.”

Abel’s expression turned gloomy.

Seeing the bruises on Emmeline’s wrist, Abel also felt a little distressed. But he did not want to show emotion, or Emmeline might think he was in love with her.

However, Benjamin still did not stop. He kept blowing and stroking Emmeline’s wrist and pampering her with all his might.

Abel’s expression became darkened. “Benjamin, enough!”

“What do you mean?” Benjamin held Emmeline’s hands without looking at Abel.

“Although I don’t love her, she is my woman!”

scolded Benjamin, “Don’t you think it’s unsuitable for

a long time,” Benjamin said, “We’ve always been like this.

the past,” Abel said sternly, “But now she is my wife, so you have to keep a distance from her. Don’t

course I understand! But you

not, that’s our

Benjamin was speechless.

shoulder. “Sweetheart, go and change.

his shoulder. “You finally admit I’m

answered, “It’s only a title. It has nothing to do with

felt disappointed. She pouted in

change your clothes.” Abel rubbed her head and glanced at

Emmeline reluctantly nodded.

​​but was still overbearing. My stimulation

Abel brought Emmeline into

followed behind while tears

“Mommy, you’re back!”

“Mommy, we miss you!”

want a