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!”

“Don’t you think it’s unsuitable for

said, “We’ve always been like this. Don’t

is my

course I understand! But you don’t love

I love her or not, that’s our matter. You’re an outsider. Don’t get

Benjamin was speechless.

“Sweetheart, go and change. Let’s go

leaned against his shoulder. “You finally admit I’m your

an identity,” Abel answered, “It’s only a title. It

disappointed. She pouted

clothes.” Abel rubbed her head and glanced at Benjamin. “Follow me to Levan Mansion. To make someone give

Emmeline reluctantly nodded.

was

Abel brought Emmeline into

followed behind while tears welling up in her

“Mommy, you’re back!”

“Mommy, we miss you!”

want a