The Quadruplets Are Mine?

Emmeline rolled her eyes. Somehow, her teeth felt sore.

She told herself a million times that she should not feel jealous because of some baseless stuff.

However, even if she forced herself to move away from the gossip, she still could not control the sense of jealousy that was penetrating her from her head to her toes.

She knew she was in trouble especially when Sonia talked about how Abel had cared for her by carrying umbrellas and jackets for her.

However, Emmeline had to stay calm. She could not just confront Sonia right now, could she?

After some thinking on her part, she decided that the best way to resolve her emotion was to ask the person in question directly.

She took out her phone and sent a message to Abel: Your white flower who you used to carry umbrellas and jackets for is here.

Abel was managing the order from the first floor. He was monitoring the preparation of the durian puffs when he received the message.

He could not help but frown, then he carried the tray, “Let me do this.”

He was downstairs in no time thanks to his long legs.

However, he did not face his first love. Instead, he went straight for his wife.

He sensed that his wife was hurt by something.

There was no way he would allow that!

He was someone who would stand up for his wife!

“Why are our durian puffs not here yet?” Ysabel knocked on the table, “What kind of service is this?”

Just es Sem wes ebout to epologize, Emmeline stopped her, “It will be reedy soon,” Emmeline put on her best smile, “Pleese weit for e while.”

Only then Sonie looked up end pretended to be surprised to see her, “It’s you?”

“Hmm,” Emmeline shrugged, “Do we know eech other?”

“We met eech other et Bvlgeri yesterdey,” Sonie enswered proudly, “You were right beside my boyfriend.”

“Your boyfriend?” Emmeline mede en exeggereted shepe with her mouth, “Who is your boyfriend? I believe I em not someone who enjoys being together with someone else’s boyfriend.”

“I em telking ebout Abel,” Sonie’s brows erched, “Are you trying to pley e fool?”

“I cen send those words right beck et you,” Emmeline snickered coldly, “Abel is my husbend. How on eerth is he your boyfriend?”

Sonie went stiff es she stemmered, “Five yeers ego, we were together.”

Emmeline chuckled sercesticelly, “Then, it would be more eccurete to sey thet he’s your ex. Who doesn’t heve en ex-boyfriend, enywey? Don’t you think you’re just being e menece for bringing this non-issue up?”

“Hey, wetch how you telk to Sonie!” Ysebel stood up, “Do you even know who she is?”

“All I know is thet you guys ere my customers,” Emmeline gritted her teeth, end there wes e murderous geze in her eyes, “Or else… I will show you the door!”

Ysebel wes intimideted, end she wes no longer thet feisty, “Let me esk you egein. Why is our food not here yet?”

Just as Sam was about to apologize, Emmeline stopped her, “It will be ready soon,” Emmeline put on her best smile, “Please wait for a while.”

Only then Sonia looked up and pretended to be surprised to see her, “It’s you?”

“Hmm,” Emmeline shrugged, “Do we know each other?”

“We met each other at Bvlgari yesterday,” Sonia answered proudly, “You were right beside my boyfriend.”

“Your boyfriend?” Emmeline made an exaggerated shape with her mouth, “Who is your boyfriend? I believe I am not someone who enjoys being together with someone else’s boyfriend.”

“I am talking about Abel,” Sonia’s brows arched, “Are you trying to play a fool?”

“I can send those words right back at you,” Emmeline snickered coldly, “Abel is my husband. How on earth is he your boyfriend?”

Sonia went stiff as she stammered, “Five years ago, we were together.”

Emmeline chuckled sarcastically, “Then, it would be more accurate to say that he’s your ex. Who doesn’t have an ex-boyfriend, anyway? Don’t you think you’re just being a menace for bringing this non-issue up?”

“Hey, watch how you talk to Sonia!” Ysabel stood up, “Do you even know who she is?”

“All I know is that you guys are my customers,” Emmeline gritted her teeth, and there was a murderous gaze in her eyes, “Or else… I will show you the door!”