The Quadruplets Are Mine?

As Sonia approached the trio, her lips parted slightly as she uttered, "Abel?"

All three of them finally looked up at her in unison.

Emmeline had noticed Sonia's presence earlier, discreetly keeping an eye on her. Abel and Benjamin, on the other hand, had been completely oblivious.

Emmeline pretended to be surprised, as if she had just noticed Sonia, and exclaimed, "You?"

Sonia paid her no mind and continued, her gaze fixed on Abel, "Abel, you're here too?"

Abel responded with a slight delay, his brows furrowing as he expressed his annoyance, "I believe I've told you before, Abel is not a name you can call me."

A tinge of paleness washed over Sonia's face, her features growing darker as she replied, "Back in university, wasn't that how I used to call you?"

"People change," Abel scoffed dismissively, "Don't dwell in the past."

Sonia fell silent, her expression revealing a mixture of emotions.

"Sonia?" a voice behind them spoke up, "So you finally came down? I was in the tent playing with my phone, just noticed."

Sonia didn't turn around, but Emmeline lifted her gaze and saw that it was that infuriating Ysabel.

Ysabel's eyes immediately lit up as she caught sight of Benjamin, and with excitement exclaimed, "Mr. Benjamin?"

She then lunged forward, ready to pounce.

still sitting on the cushion, extended her long

ended up face-planting right between Abel and

to hastily

his arm to pull Emmeline up

have to fall head over heels at the sight of a

in a disheveled state, propped herself up and

didn't dare

that this smiling beauty could be quite formidable when it

already fuming with anger at her

wanted to play the nostalgia card with Abel, but now she couldn't

was persistent and eager, still attempting

"Mr. Benjamin..."

her arm to stop her. "Is Mr. Benjamin someone you think you

Louise," Ysabel said,

exactly are you implying?" Emmeline

speaking to him. But who are

every right to,"

what gives

raised an eyebrow. "Mr. Abel is my man, Mr. Benjamin is my family. Do you think

have different last names, one is York and the other is Louise. How can you claim to be family?"

last names? Family is family, and I don't need to explain it to you," Emmeline coldly sneered. "If you want to enjoy your day,

Ysabel fell silent.

seeking help, and

in a deep voice. "We came here to practice riding, not