The Quadruplets Are Mine?

“Emma, help Albus with the things,” Kimberly instructed while making her way over, saying warmly, “Look at Albus, still being polite and bringing so many gifts.”

Emmeline felt a rush of blood to her head, feeling somewhat dizzy. At the same time, she also felt a stomachache that made it hard for her to stand upright.

“Emma, please make some tea for our guest,” Kimberly cheerfully ordered. “Albus, you can have tea in the living room while waiting for lunch.”

Emmeline felt like her world was ending.

“He’s the one your mother arranged for you?” Hannah asked with a playful smile. “He looks nice!”

“You can have him all you want,” Emmeline replied coldly, feeling her stomach about to explode from the pent-up anger.

“Emma, you’re not working today?” Albus approached, smiling awkwardly as he addressed Emmeline.

“I’m on summer break,” Emmeline replied, her face hanging low.

“Oh, right, it’s summer break.”

“Henrick, could you please keep our guest company? Emmeline said to Henrick. “I’ll go help Mom.”

Henrick quickly approached and poured a cup of tea for Albus.

“Emma, Henrick is also a guest. You’re making a mess of things,” Kimberly frowned.

Emmeline didn’t respond and stormed into the study, slamming the door shut.

Soon, the meal was served. Everyone sat down happily at the table, but Emmeline was still in the study.

said, “Stop being dramatic; everyone

lying on the desk and

pushed her and said, “Come on, go have lunch. Do you hear

replied hoarsely, “Hannah,

sister was

badly; my intestines and stomach

face and noticed that she looked sallow, drenched in sweat. Startled, she asked, “What’s going

said through clenched teeth. “I think it’s

that Albus.”

be that

to struggle

“Emma, come out quickly. This

lunch.”

you spare me?”

can you be so unreasonable?”

has a stomachache,” Hannah

moment

it really hurts. It’s

games.” Kimberly pulled Emmeline’s hand. “Hurry up; he’s waiting outside. It’s

Emmeline burst into tears.

came over and, seeing the situation, asked, “What’s going

She’s probably finding an excuse not to go

in pain,” Emmeline cried while slumping in her chair. “Why won’t any of you believe

does it hurt?” Henrick squatted down, noticing