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.

want to

to be called ‘hubby’,” Abel replied with a hint of playfulness

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

not to call?” Abel teased on

I’ll run away with our little

protested. “I’ll be sad if I can’t see

call me?”

said, her voice trailing off

good enough. Try

Emmeline pouted into the

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

help but let out an exasperated sigh. “Hubby!” she exclaimed, giving in to Abel’s

her voice ringing out in the

around, scanning the room to make sure no one

a woman sitting in the corner with

“You’re embarrassing me!”

into the phone.

“I’ll bring the kids and pick you up. How about a seafood

agreed. “I’m at the café.

wait for me

“Mmm-hmm.”

making a kissing sound over the

at

across the table, heard

too,” he

Emmeline whispered, “there’s a customer

just kissing my wife. Come on,

with him and reluctantly gave her phone a quick

like it,” Abel said. “Wait for me, I’ll be there in

“Okay,” Emmeline nodded.