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.

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

and I finally have

that when her mother said “they,” she was referring to their neighbor, Ms. Maggie, and the blind date she

of thinking. They didn’t even give her a heads-up; they just brought someone over

me go on blind dates without giving me a sliver of

him; the rest, I’ll discuss with Ms. Maggie.”

for meeting him. Anything else, have Ms.

here to meet you.”

meeting whom. If you’re forcing me

face in the bathroom She applied a bit of moisturizer, ran her fingers through her long hair, and then headed

had a radiant smile and

with a faint

introduced the young man sitting on the sofa, This is Emma, a university student and

the sofa, quickly stood up, looking somewhat flustered, but nodded. vigorously, saying, “Okay,

the young man before them was

a seat, lifted the teapot,

at Albus and asked, “What do you think? I didn’t

is!” Albus stared at Emmeline and blushed first, saying, “She looks

only filled the teapot for one round. She had her own