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.

shock and anxiety. “You

smiled. “If

up, he won’t die, will he? He

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

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

he doing there?” Abel said. “Are you sure you didn’t mistake

acting suspiciously under the magnolia tree with

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

for our school? Emmeline asked. “We’re

this kind of work every day,” Benjamin explained. “It could be for

dropping Benjamin at the entrance of the auto repair shop, Abel

he pulled the car to

Emmeline asked. “Has the alcohol

Abel

moved to the front

them remained silent, simply enjoying each other’s company

the night were

pulling Emmeline into his embrace, and

was a melancholy that

at

the other

cigarette in the car, smoked it in silence, and then started the

causing any trouble, he didn’t

a few minutes into the drive, Emmeline’s phone call