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 you

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

Emmeline was speechless.

know you are doing it for my good. So I

seemed not to feel Emmeline’s gritting teeth. “When you returned to Struyria, I put Worryfree in your suitcase. Drink it instead of falling in love

did not answer

me or fall in love with someone else, it would be better for me not to love him. I’m

thoughtful. He even prepared Worryfree for Emmeline. It seemed Waylon knew that if she returned to Struyria to find Abel, she would get a

and found a paper bag inside. On the paper bag had

sniffed it. There was no flavor. But this tasteless pack of

the medicinal powder, she and Abel would be even. They would become strangers and forget each

fall in love with someone else and get married

tempted. At

park the car in the parking