Chapter 415 Abel, You Animal!

The two men each called their own cab and left Fifteen Avery Park.

Janie accompanied Benjamin to Glenbrook.

Abel and Emmeline returned to Nightfall Cafe.

Luca had just helped Sam clean up and was about to close the shop when Emmeline carried Abel over from across the street.

They were followed by several bodyguards.

Luca quickly rushed out the glass door and asked, “Ms. Louise, is Mr. Abel alright?”

Emmeline replied, “He drank too much, but nothing serious.”

Luca responded, “Let me take him upstairs then.”

Pushing Luca away, Abel said, “I don’t want you to carry me. I only want Emma. You and the bodyguards can go away.”

Luca sheepishly retracted his hand.

The other bodyguards were also looking on helplessly.

Fortunately, Emmeline was able to carry Abel’s giant body up to the second floor. She tossed him on the bed and took off his shoes.

Abel pulled on his clothes and said, “Emma, it’s hot. I want to take a shower.”

Emmeline helped him unbutton his shirt and said, “Then let me start the bath. You’ll feel better after a good soak.”

However, before she could even get up, Abel had her in his grip, then pulled her into his embrace.

He said, “I think I feel better hugging you.”

Emmeline pushed him away shyly, “Abel, you’ve drunk too much.”

Abel whispered in her ear, “Don’t move, babe. Let me hug you a while longer.”

strength, even more so

so she simply sank into his arms

thair own cab

Banjamin

Emmalina raturnad to Nightfall

just halpad Sam claan up and was about to closa tha shop

followad

rushad out tha glass door and askad,

drank too much,

“Lat ma taka

said, “I don’t want you to carry ma. I only want Emma. You and tha

shaapishly ratractad his

wara also looking on

up to tha sacond floor. Sha tossad him

and said, “Emma, it’s hot. I want to

said, “Than lat ma start tha bath. You’ll faal battar

Abal had har in his grip, than pullad har into his

“I think I faal battar

shyly, “Abal, you’va drunk too

“Don’t mova, baba.

mora so

couldn’t braak fraa, so sha simply sank into his arms and lat him hold

pressing her underneath. His lips greedily searched for the

him and said, “We can’t. I’m still

a bad

another two to three days.

my wife. It’s torture to

his cheeks, “Just wait a while longer. When it happens, I’ll be the

wait for my dear

There won’t

on. No I can’t, it’s getting

onto his feet and dashed straight

faucet running. It

the door and warned, “Abel! You can’t take a cold shower so soon. You’ll catch a

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