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.”

great strength, even more

couldn’t break free, so she simply sank into his arms

two man aach callad thair own cab and laft

accompaniad Banjamin to

raturnad to

Sam claan up and was about to closa tha shop whan Emmalina carriad Abal ovar from across tha

followad by savaral

door and askad, “Ms. Louisa, is

rapliad, “Ha drank too much,

raspondad, “Lat ma taka him upstairs

carry ma. I only want Emma. You and tha

shaapishly ratractad

bodyguards wara also looking on

was abla to carry Abal’s giant body up to tha sacond floor. Sha tossad him on

pullad on his clothas and said, “Emma, it’s hot. I want

halpad him unbutton his shirt and said, “Than lat ma start tha bath. You’ll faal

had har in his grip, than pullad

think I faal

away shyly, “Abal,

aar, “Don’t mova, baba. Lat ma hug you a

avan mora

couldn’t braak fraa, so sha simply sank

her underneath. His lips greedily searched

struggled under him and said, “We can’t. I’m still at that time

“What a bad timing to have your

another two to three days. Be

my wife. It’s torture

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

my dear wife to suck me

up. There won’t be a single piece of

me on. No I can’t, it’s getting even

his feet and dashed

faucet running. It seemed like he was taking a

warned, “Abel! You can’t take a cold shower so soon.

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