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.

Emmeline held the glass. “No

responded, “I’ll

who was not good at drinking,

chair without opening her eyes. She was still moaning

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

arms around his neck. “I can drink three more

you drink it again, you’ll feel uncomfortable and

already feeling uncomfortable. But I feel better after drinking

pinched her nose. “Why are you making trouble with yourself? Do you think drinking is fun? It’ll

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

Abel was speechless.

Emmeline upstairs, put her on the bed in the guest

the guest room. She burst into tears. “I don’t want to sleep in the guest room. I want to sleep

the quilt for her. “I’ll ask Kendra to cook you hangover soup, or you’ll have

neck with tears in

love you or not, I care about you all

You

are you talking about?