The Quadruplets Are Mine?

Chapter 1453

“It was my idea!” Kimberly exclaimed. “I just wanted to establish a relationship with Michelle. There’s no need for dowries or anything like that since I’m not selling my daughter!”

“Emmeline is still my precious baby that I raised! You’re embarrassing me!” Maxwell shouted, abruptly standing up, his face turning purple.

“Dad!” Emmeline hurriedly rushed to his side and held his arm. “Don’t worry, please watch your blood pressure!”

Albus was panicked and pulled out his salary card from his pocket. “Emma, take my salary card. From today onward, you’ll be in charge of my salary. It’s all yours!”

Bang! Unexpectedly, he received a punch to the face.

“You better put away that disgusting thing!” Abel gritted his teeth.

Albus wiped the blood that had dripped to the corner of his mouth and said with lowered eyes, “I know you’re angry, but I had no other choice. How would I have known that Mom spent all my money?”

As he spoke, he tried to hand the salary card to Emmeline.

Abel raised his fist, ready to strike again, but she rushed over and hugged his waist.

“Just forget it. There’s nothing worth fighting for!”

“Abel!” Albus wiped the blood off his mouth. “I’m sincere, so please don’t misunderstand!”

“Fine!” Abel nodded. “Since you’re sincere, listen to me carefully!”

“Yes, yes!” Albus obediently nodded. “Just tell me about it!”

of gold jewelry, including the engagement ring,” Abel said. “I’ll buy them for Emma. She can’t ride a motorcycle, so let’s exchange it for a Ford Focus. The

Emmeline called out.

terrified. “How could you

Altney

didn’t know how to respond

never met your mom,” Abel said coldly. “But please tell her, if she dares to make Emma suffer even a little, I’ll

fear and quickly replied,

you have to do this? I’m already in a

as he looked down at her. He swallowed and said in a choked voice, “Emma, when I hit him just now, did it hurt you?”

with disappointment and resentment, and was momentarily

Abel whispered, “Take care of yourself!” And then,

was seeing Abel’s departing figure, but this time, Abel truly

away, she locked herself

blank and devoid of the ability to

only felt that Abel’s departure had drained her soul. What

my mom?

answers anymore, and perhaps everything was

Tears flowed incessantly.

Then, she saw a carving knife. She picked it up, the blade against her wrist, and fiercely

soon covered

if a gust of wind

memories, the image of Abel as a young boy flickered

elegant, handsome young boy.