The Quadruplets Are Mine?

Back at The Precipice, Emmeline’s eyes were swelling after she cried.

Abel teased her, “You’re so ugly. If I knew this, I wouldn’t bring you back.”

Emmeline sniffed. “You promised to drink with me. If you don’t drink, you’re a puppy!”

“Alright, I’ll drink with you!”

“Yes, drink it!” Emmeline shouted, “You won’t do anything to me anyway!”

“What about you?” Abel narrowed his eyes. “You can’t do anything to me!”

“Don’t worry!” Emmeline said, “I’ll fall asleep if I’m drunk. I won’t do anything to you!”

“Then let’s drink!” Abel said, “Drink until you’re satisfied!”

Kendra did not say anything when she saw them like this.

She warmed the dishes again, put the wine on the table, and went upstairs to coax Quincy.

Abel filled the wine for Emmeline and himself.

“No

responded, “I’ll accompany

not good

moaning and yelling, “Drink!

​​you drank too much.” Abel picked her up. “You can’t cure all your worries with wine. Go

arms around his neck. “I can

drink it tomorrow. If you drink it again, you’ll

But I feel better after

“Why are you making trouble with yourself? Do you think drinking is

anyway.” Emmeline sniffled and whimpered, “So I don’t want to be sober anymore. I want to get drunk. So

Abel was speechless.

upstairs, put her on the bed in the

in a daze that she was in the guest room. She burst into tears. “I don’t want to sleep in the guest room. I want to

good.” Abel tucked in the quilt for her. “I’ll ask Kendra to cook

his neck with tears in her eyes.

I care about you

know. It’s because you’re embarrassed. You have

talking about? What am I embarrassed