The Quadruplets Are Mine?

The Quadruplets Are Mine? Chapter 383

Evelyn couldn’t help but steal glances at her. This woman was simply stunning.

Her petite face, with skin so delicate it seemed like it could break at the slightest touch.

Her deep, dark eyes were like black peaches, and her delicate nose only added to her charm.

Her plump, pink lips were simply irresistible, enough to make anyone’s heart skip a beat.

It wasn’t just men who found her attractive, even women couldn’t help but be drawn to her.

Especially when she leaned over the operating table, her pert little butt and slender, toned waist were enough to make anyone blush.

Sam brought over two cups of coffee and sat down with Emmeline at the table.

“Ms. Louise, you’ve been so engrossed with Mr. Abel that you’ve forgotten about me, haven’t you?” teased Sam.

“What are you talking about?” Emmeline shot back playfully. “I only missed one day!”

“It feels like it’s been days,” Sam pouted.

As the two friends bantered, Emmeline’s phone suddenly rang.

Without checking the caller ID, she answered, “Hello?”

On the other end of the line, Abel’s tender voice could be heard. “Your husband has a name, you know.”

“Abel Ryker,” Emmeline immediately replied with a smile.

“Don’t you think that’s too formal?” Abel sounded slightly annoyed. “Using my full name like that.”

“But isn’t a name meant to be called?” Emmeline countered.

“I just don’t want to hear it,” Abel replied stubbornly.

you want to be called?” Emmeline

Abel replied with a hint of

say the word “hubby” out loud. She hesitated for a

or not to call?” Abel teased on the

run away with

Emmeline protested. “I’ll be sad

you call me?”

Emmeline said, her voice

good enough. Try again,”

pouted into the

hear you. Your voice was too soft,” Abel replied,

exasperated sigh. “Hubby!” she exclaimed,

voice ringing

the room to make sure no one had

was only one other customer in the café, a woman sitting in the corner with

“You’re embarrassing me!”

the phone. “Can’t you stop teasing

pick you up. How about a seafood feast for

agreed. “I’m at the café. Come and get

then you wait for me like a

“Mmm-hmm.”

said, making a kissing sound

blushed at

sitting across the

waiting too,” he said,

Emmeline whispered, “there’s a customer

my wife. Come on,

argue with him and reluctantly gave her phone

“Wait for

“Okay,” Emmeline nodded.