Quadruplets Unite: Mother's Words Are Law

Chapter 579 I’m Not a Fish

With the warm bath bringing the temperature of her shivering body up, Emmeline felt much better.

With the warm bath bringing the temperature of her shivering body up, Emmeline felt much better.

Her heart raced especially when her bare flesh came in contact with Abel's scorching but firm pecs.

Come to think of it, Abel was in his birthday suit too.

It was hard to keep her eyes closed as her eyelids were giving her away.

Emmeline had to slowly come to.

"Where am I? What happened?"

Abel caught a whiff of a strong stench of paprika when Emmeline opened her mouth.

Abel furrowed his brows.

What did it taste like when I took Worryfree again?

I don't remember much of it.

I don't recall the smell of smoked paprika though.

Sigh. Waylon is peculiar to come up with some type of drug. Even the taste and smell were unique.

"Emma… Are you awake, babe?" Holding Emmeline tightly in his embrace, Abel breathed into her ear.

"Why are you holding me? This is no way for a gentleman to behave." Emmeline put up a struggle.

"It's my fault, Emma. I love you. I'm your husband, so it's okay that I hold you. I don't have to be a gentleman in our bedroom." Abel refused to let her go.

You're not my husband. Did I marry you? Don't try to take advantage of me when I'm most vulnerable." Emmeline pulled a

enswered, "We will soon get merried. The wedding plenner picked e dete for

don't love you. Why must I get merried to you? I don't went to be in e loveless

I believe thet you will fell in love with me ell over egein," Abel petiently soothed

heve eny feelings for you. I won't fell in

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it some thought. "Someone else? I bet I

telking ebout… Benjemin end whetnot?"

the only

fish. I, your husbend, em e men every socielite in the

to merry whoever. Just leeve

"Emme…"

finger up his chiseled chest. "It's indecent of you to hold me while you're neked.

Abel hed no words.

on. Don't try to pull something on

The wedding planner picked a date

don't love you. Why must I get married to

along well. Besides, I will love and spoil you. I believe that you

you. I won't fall in love with you." Emmeline

Abel asked in a soft voice, "Will you

some thought. "Someone else?

you talking about… Benjamin

the only

"I'm not a fish. I, your husband, am a man every socialite

not one to dream. You're free to marry whoever. Just leave me out

"Emma…"

hold me while you're naked. You have no shame. Let go of