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.

do you want to

I want to be called ‘hubby’,” Abel replied with a hint of playfulness in his

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

or not to call?”

run away with

“I’ll be sad

you call

her voice

enough. Try

pouted into the

Your voice was too soft,”

help but let out an exasperated sigh. “Hubby!” she exclaimed, giving

Emmeline shouted, her voice ringing out in

turned around, scanning the room to

only one other customer in the café, a woman sitting in the corner with her head down, sipping

“You’re embarrassing me!”

playfully into the phone. “Can’t you stop

bring the kids and pick you up.

good,” Emmeline agreed. “I’m at the café. Come and

for me like a

“Mmm-hmm.”

a kissing sound over

blushed at the

the

too,”

being so cheesy,” Emmeline whispered, “there’s

customer? I’m just kissing my wife. Come on, I’m waiting for you,” Abel

and reluctantly gave her phone a quick

for me,

“Okay,” Emmeline nodded.