The Quadruplets Are Mine?

“Turn around, go back,” Benjamin said.

“First, tell me what’s going on.”

“It’s that guy, Diesel Parker, the one you asked me about last time. He was the one who hurt Emma.”

“Diesel Parker!” Emmeline and Abel exclaimed in unison.

“Yes, he’s right by the roadside.”

“I’ve finally caught him!” Abel clenched his teeth and turned the car around.

“Abel, what are you doing? Why do you care about him? It’s been so long.” Emmeline worried, but Abel had. already turned the car around.

Sure enough, there was a burly man by the roadside, shirtless with his clothes draped over his shoulder, humming a tune. It really was Diesel.

“You’re wearing your uniform,” Abel reminded Benjamin.

That’s an easy fix,” Benjamin replied, unbuttoning his shirt and baring his arms.

Abel quickly parked the car without killing the engine and said to Emmeline, “Stay in the car.”

Then, he and Benjamin stormed toward Diesel, grabbed the shirt on his shoulders, wrapped it around his head, and unleashed a furious barrage of punches..

Diesel howled in pain and fell to the ground, soon becoming motionless. In just a minute, the fight was over.

Abel and Benjamin quickly got back into the car and raced away, covering a hundred yards in an instant, turning a corner in the darkness.

with a mix of shock and anxiety. “You two, that was

need to be handled that way.” Benjamin smiled. “If you can’t deal with someone officially, you do it

beat him up, he won’t die, will he? He lay motionless

all been through fights,” Benjamin reassured her. “We

think of it,” Emmeline added. “I saw Diesel in the

“Are you sure you didn’t mistake someone else

suspiciously under the magnolia tree

few days ago,” Benjamin mentioned. “It was an unregistered large truck, supposedly for hauling

soil for our school? Emmeline

of work every day,” Benjamin

Benjamin at the entrance of the auto repair shop,

to the side and turned off the

asked. “Has the alcohol

have to drive,” Abel replied. “Come

moved to the front

simply enjoying each other’s company on the serene

the night

arm, pulling Emmeline into his embrace, and kissed her

was a melancholy that

at the community gate,

other

lit a cigarette in the car, smoked

any trouble,

minutes into the drive, Emmeline’s phone call