The Quadruplets Are Mine?

Abel gave himself a quick wipe-down before taking a seat on the sofa for a smoke.

Sam was cooking in the kitchen.

Ms. Louise took the Worrydfree drug, so she lost her feelings for Abel. However, Abel was now head over heels for Ms. Louise.

The unfortunate turn of events brought tears to Sam’s eyes.

Why did God put an idea in Waylon’s head to develop such a problematic drug like Worryfree?

What was done was done. Still, why did Waylon have to add a paprika taste to the drug?

Sam wanted to grab the paprika seasoning for a smell comparison.

The bottle of smoked paprika was missing on the spice rack though.

Sam mumbled to herself, “That can’t be right. I remember putting it here after making food for the babies. Did I finish the bottle and throw it? I must put it on my shopping list to get another bottle. Otherwise, I can’t get the flavors right for the kids.”

Emmeline took a nice hot soak and emerged from the bathroom in a towel. She was drying her hair.

Abel returned to the bathroom for a quick shower.

Out of the bathroom, Emmeline put on her pajamas and sat behind her dressing table to blow her hair dry.

“I’ll blow dry your hair.” Standing behind her, Abel took over the hair dryer.

anybody

children. You’re my only lover, and

you I’m not your wife. I didn’t marry you. Sure, I’m the mother of the kids, but it doesn’t change anything. We’re not in love. You are very well in your rights to seek another woman. I have the freedom to fall for

Emmeline Louise! The only man in your life is me now and forever!” In an act of asserting dominance, Abel locked her in his arms

your confidence come from?”

was lost

waste my breath with you. I’m going to bed. Please make your way

Abel did not want

gave him a couple of shoves, but he remained as still as a

“I’m not going to the guest room. I want to hold you in

recall you driving me away and saying that you won’t hold me

two hours ago does not exist anymore. I want to hold you

to. Just get your *ss to the guest room and stop bothering me. I don’t love you. What should we sleep together? We’re no

Abel was rendered speechless.

comeback

“But Emma…”

out. Don’t keep

me again, Emma?”

you, so I don’t want to share a bed with you. Please proceed to the guest bedroom, or I’ll

sad.

“Goodnight.”