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!”

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

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

was the past,” Abel said sternly, “But now she is my wife, so you have to keep a distance from her.

course I understand! But you don’t love

I love her or not, that’s our matter.

Benjamin was speechless.

go and change. Let’s go out

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

Abel answered, “It’s only a title.

She

head and glanced at Benjamin.

Emmeline reluctantly nodded.

Abel said he didn’t love Emma ​​but was still overbearing. My stimulation seems to have had some

Abel brought Emmeline into

rushed to Emmeline. Daisy followed behind while

“Mommy, you’re back!”

“Mommy, we miss you!”

I want a