The Quadruplets Are Mine?

“Not Abel, but your Worryfree.” Emmeline sobbed. “Abel doesn’t love me anymore, but I still love him. I’m so sad. It’s all your fault!”

“How can this be my fault?” Waylon was somewhat aggrieved. “If it weren’t for Worryfree, Abel would have died.”

“But Abel doesn’t love me anymore! I still love him! I’m so sad!”

“That’s easy.” Waylon breathed a sigh of relief, then said unhurriedly, “It’s easy to solve.”

“Easy?” Emmeline asked in surprise, “Do you have a way? Can you make Abel love me again?”

“I can’t confirm that,” Waylon answered, “That depends on your fate with Abel, as well as your attractiveness.”

“Then, what else?” Emmeline pouted angrily. “I thought you had a way.”

“I did have a way,” Waylon said, “I can make you not love him anymore. So you won’t have any troubles.”

Emmeline was taken aback. “What do

doesn’t have feelings for you. You can eliminate your feelings for him too. What’s the good of falling

Emmeline was speechless.

know you are doing it for my good. So I

teeth. “When you returned to Struyria, I put Worryfree in your suitcase. Drink it instead of falling in love with Abel. When you forget him, you’ll live

not

fall in love with someone else, it would be better for me not to love him. I’m obsessed with love and hurt myself. But can I bear not to

prepared Worryfree for Emmeline. It seemed Waylon knew that if she

closet and found a paper bag

flavor. But this tasteless pack of medicinal powder deprived Abel of his affection for

powder, she and Abel would be even. They would

in love with someone else and

was a little tempted. At

park the car in the parking lot but stopped it on the sidewalk in