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

and wife are like this; it’s fun teasing each other,” Abel laughed. “If I were serious. every day, wouldn’t

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

to be defeated by Doris’ divine axe. Emma Babe, you better

thinking the same thing. When my eldest

car arrived at the small plaza outside the experience center while

car in the lot, and the two of them

in the lobby, speaking with

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

asked, smiling. “Are you personally overseeing the reception desk?”

Tony answered. “I was just asking the customers who had just

the customer who had just entered was

concerned either,” Tony admitted, a little ashamed, “but guess who just

could Tony be

“Can I really say it?”

worry,” Abel reassured Emmeline, embracing her shoulders, “I have no secrets from my wife; you can say whatever you want.”