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.”

was taken aback. “What do

for you. You can eliminate your feelings for him

Emmeline was speechless.

doing it for my good. So

instead of falling in love with Abel. When you forget him, you’ll live a better life. Don’t you

not answer

me to give up loving Abel. Can I do that? Waylon is right. Rather than watching Abel not love me or 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

for Emmeline. It seemed Waylon knew that if she returned to Struyria to find Abel,

and found a paper bag inside. On the

flavor. But this tasteless pack of

Abel would be even. They would become strangers and forget each

course, they could also fall in love with someone else and get married separately. They would not interfere with each other

tempted.

in the parking lot but stopped it on the sidewalk in front of Nightfall