Quadruplets Unite: Mother's Words Are Law

Chapter 133

Chapter 133 The Precipice

"I have a mansion. Why don't we go there?" Abel said.

"That place? It's not in a liveable condition. You've only been back for a few months, and no one has been taking care of that place. It'd feel less like a home," Luca said.

Abel turned his head toward the café across the street.

That place feels like home, but I can no longer return there.

I shouldn't have packed up and moved out. If I insisted on staying, what can Emmeline do?

If I don't let her refund the rent and insist that she cook for me, what can she do?

However, it was too late by now. Certain words had been spoken.

Abel felt incredibly down as he looked at the suitcases in Luca's hands.

"Let's go to the mansion. What's it called again?"

"The Precipice," Luca answered.

"Right, that's it. It sounds dangerous. Let's go," Abel said.

Abel sat in the driver's seat, and they left on the Rolls-Royce Ghost.

Standing on the balcony, Emmeline watched Abel's car drive away along the street.

She wished he would turn around and return to the café.

If he insisted on staying, I would've let him stay.

If he wanted me to cook for him, I'd let him eat.

Of course, he's a man of his word. I shouldn't expect him to regret what he said.

Yes, he sat in his car and drove away so quickly.



He's going back to Alana!

care!" Emmeline wiped her tears and sniffled before taking her

how

ask me to treat

Benjamin nodded. "Yes."

didn't you tell

like that, I don't see the

intends

to recover so he can marry her as soon as possible. He's even

Whatever price it takes?

Emmeline felt miserable.

took a bullet for Abel. Does that make her

Oscar saying that Abel must marry

seemed that Abel was going to obey his

in his shoes, she would not want to willingly

would be hard for him to start from the ground

five years. It would be a pity if

would look down

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