The Quadruplets Are Mine?

Chapter 1345 Another Love Story

Emmeline woke up from her dream, her long eyelashes fluttering, her eyes shimmering with a watery light.

It was a weekend, and it was already 10 a.m.

The early summer sunlight poured in from behind the curtains, casting a warm glow on her right wrist where a vivid green bracelet rested. The deep green color exuded a mysterious aura.

Emmeline squinted her eyes, feeling a gentle warmth flow through her heart.

In her dream, she had seen Abel, or more precisely, the son of her grandmother’s stepson, an unrelated older brother.

The bracelet on her wrist had been a gift from Abel five years ago.

Emmeline recollected Abel’s image in her dream. He stood tall and imposing, handsome and domineering. His dashing eyebrows, starry eyes, and sharp facial features were captivating.

It had to be said that Emmeline had never seen a man more handsome, more charming, and more elegant than Abel in all her life.

A sweet smile curved on her lips as she thought back to the image of Abel in her dream.

Outside, her mother’s voice drifted in. “Emma! Wake up, we have guests!”

Emmeline responded with an “Oh” but didn’t move. She simply wanted to savor the memory of the dream a little longer. She was reluctant to let go of the feeling of being held in Abel’s arms in her dream.

Kimberly pushed open the bedroom door and said, “You lazy girl, still lying in bed. They’re already

arrived.”

finally have a day off!” Emmeline

referring to their neighbor, Ms. Maggie, and the blind date she had arranged for

They didn’t even give her a heads-up; they just

go on blind

to meet him; the rest,

deal. I’m only responsible for meeting him.

here to meet you.”

meeting whom. If you’re forcing me

a light green dress and washed her face in the bathroom She applied a bit of moisturizer, ran her fingers through her long hair, and then

radiant smile and exclaimed. ‘Oh

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responded with a faint

young man sitting on the sofa, This is Emma,

Albus Zeller, on the sofa, quickly stood up, looking somewhat flustered,

sudden, the young man

a seat, lifted the teapot, and poured

do you think? I didn’t lie, did I? Emma’s beautiful, isn’t

blushed first, saying, “She looks like a movie star!”

for one round. She had

enough to be polite; there was nothing worthy