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

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

was the past,” Abel said sternly, “But now she is my wife,

understand! But you don’t

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

Benjamin was speechless.

Emmeline’s shoulder. “Sweetheart, go and change. Let’s

leaned against his shoulder. “You finally admit

an identity,” Abel answered, “It’s only a title. It has nothing to do with

She pouted in

to change your clothes.” Abel rubbed her head and glanced at Benjamin. “Follow me to Levan Mansion. To

Emmeline reluctantly nodded.

didn’t love Emma ​​but was still overbearing.

hour later, Abel brought Emmeline into the Levan

behind

“Mommy, you’re back!”

“Mommy, we miss you!”

I want