The Quadruplets Are Mine?

Emmeline woke up from her dream, her long eyelashes fluttering, her eyes shimmering with a watery light.

It was a weekend, and it was already 10 a.m.

The early summer sunlight poured in from behind the curtains, casting a warm glow on her right wrist where a vivid green bracelet rested. The deep green color exuded a mysterious aura.

Emmeline squinted her eyes, feeling a gentle warmth flow through her heart.

In her dream, she had seen Abel, or more precisely, the son of her grandmother’s stepson, an unrelated older brother.

The bracelet on her wrist had been a gift from Abel five years ago.

Emmeline recollected Abel’s image in her dream. He stood tall and imposing, handsome and domineering. His dashing eyebrows, starry eyes, and sharp facial features were captivating.

It had to be said that Emmeline had never seen a man more handsome, more charming, and more elegant than Abel in all her life.

A sweet smile curved on her lips as she thought back to the image of Abel in her dream.

Outside, her mother’s voice drifted in. “Emma! Wake up, we have guests!”

Emmeline responded with an “Oh” but didn’t move. She simply wanted to savor the memory of the dream a little longer. She was reluctant to let go of the feeling of being held in Abel’s arms in her dream.

“You lazy girl, still lying in bed. They’re already

the weekend, and I finally have a day

she was referring to their neighbor, Ms.

thinking. They didn’t even give her

me go on blind dates without giving me a

meet him; the rest, I’ll

for meeting him. Anything else, have Ms. Maggie talk to

He’s here

care who’s meeting whom. If you’re forcing me into this,

applied a bit of moisturizer, ran her fingers through her long hair, and then

and

with a faint

This is Emma,

young man, Albus Zeller, on the sofa, quickly stood up, looking somewhat flustered, but nodded. vigorously, saying, “Okay,

sudden, the young

seat, lifted the teapot, and poured a round of tea.

think? I didn’t lie, did I? Emma’s beautiful, isn’t she?”

Emmeline and blushed first, saying, “She

teapot for one round. She