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.

I’m not anybody to you,”

wife and the mother of my children. You’re my only lover, and I’m happy to be of your

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

man in your life is me now and forever!” In an act of

your confidence come from?” Emmelien pursed her

lost for

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

not

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

uttered, “I’m not going to the guest room. I want to hold

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

ago does not exist anymore. I want to hold you in bed now,”

I don’t want 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 husband and wife or lovers. You’re just taking

Abel was rendered speechless.

comeback or clap back.

“But Emma…”

sternly exclaimed, “Get out. Don’t

love me again, Emma?” Abel

I know? One thing’s for sure, I don’t love you, so I don’t want to share a bed with you. Please proceed to the guest

sad.

“Goodnight.”