The Quadruplets Are Mine?

“Congratulations,” Emmeline greeted Lizbeth, “I heard you two are getting engaged?”

“Yes.” Lizbeth cuddled up to Adrien happily. “We’re here to get the wedding dress.”

“I didn’t expect you two to get along so fast.” Emmeline smiled. “It’s only been a short time, but you two are getting married.”

“I want to get married as soon as possible,” Lizbeth responded, “So as not to be disliked by others in Altney.”

“Disliked?” Emmeline and Janie frowned. “You’re the daughter of the Murphy family. How come someone dislikes you?”

“It’s Evelyn, my sister,” Lizbeth said frankly, “Although I’m the real daughter of the Murphy family, Evelyn was raised by the Murphy family when she was a child. In comparison, the Murphy family doesn’t have many feelings for me. So I might as well marry a good man and have a new family.”

“That’s true.” Emmeline nodded. “You’re right. Adrien becomes better too.”

“Emma, ​​are you complimenting me?” Adrien was glad when he heard that.

“Of course.” Emmeline smiled. “You’re better than before.”

“Thanks,” Adrien replied happily.

​​how are you and Mr. Abel?” Lizbeth asked with a slight frown, “Has the

lips and

indifferent to Emma. He didn’t mention the marriage. Emma also didn’t tell him when she came to get

it you and Abel get back together, I’ll order a new one for

as a souvenir. As for the wedding, let’s talk about it

to marry someone else, many men in Struyria

I knew he

did you say?” Lizbeth pinched Adrien’s ear. “Adrien, how dare

“I’m just talking nonsense! You know I won’t

still have self-knowledge.” Lizbeth let go of her hand. “Or I’ll

here.” Adrien stroked his ear. “Can’t you cut

slack?” Lizbeth reprimanded him, “Then why did you say that? Who

his hands

say that next time?” Lizbeth squinted

Adrien hurriedly covered

you!” Lizbeth finally let go