The Quadruplets Are Mine?

“Take good care of yourself,” Emmeline advised. “You can’t exercise too much.”

“Then I’ll allocate more time in the evening and practice two additional poses; starting tonight, I’ll devote two hours to it,” Abel replied.

“Stop it!” Emmeline shouted, pinching his arm, “You’re becoming more and more obsessed!”

“Don’t be silly; I’m driving!” Abel remarked, suppressing his laughter.

“You’re not just driving!” Emmeline reprimanded, “Your attention should be focused on driving!”

She couldn’t help but see her husband in the passenger seat. From every perspective, his profile was exquisite.

He was attractive no matter how she looked at him, and he made her heart skip a beat.

Emmeline leaned down and kissed Abel on the cheek, unable to resist.

Abel was pleased, as if he had been flooded with joy. However, he did say, “Uh-oh, you’ve been influenced by me.”

saying, “With such an unconventional husband, it’s hard

teasing each other,” Abel laughed. “If I were serious. every

that compassionate,” Emmeline joked. “And you can’t be dull; that’s my eldest brother’s

worry!” Abel exclaimed, “This thousand-year-old dullard is about to be defeated by Doris’ divine axe. Emma Babe,

same thing. When my

small plaza outside the experience center while

in the lot, and the two of them walked

they noticed Tony in the lobby, speaking

shocked when he turned his head and saw the magnificent couple enter the door. He said, “I thought I was hallucinating; it really is Mr. and

you have so much free time?” Abel asked, smiling.

customers who had just arrived what activities they wanted

that your concern?” Abel asked, noticing that the customer who had just entered was clearly

Tony admitted, a little ashamed, “but guess who

“Who could Tony be hiding?”

Abel, “Can I really say

no