The Quadruplets Are Mine?

“Ms. Evelyn, you haven’t had dinner right?” Kendra asked.

“No, I reached in the afternoon. I didn’t expect to wait outside the gate for almost three hours,” Evelyn answered.

“I’ve cooked dinner for Mr. Abel. Why don’t you come to the dining room too?”

“That’s great! I’ll help myself then!”

“You’re Ms. Emmeline’s friend, it’s my duty to serve you well.”

Evelyn followed Kendra to the dining room and sat down. Abel reached shortly.

Evelyn hurriedly stood up and said, “Mr. Abel, let’s eat together.”

Abel frowned and turned around to go upstairs again, leaving Kendra and Evelyn to look at each other.

Luca hurried over and whispered to Kendra, “Mr. Abel is not used to having other women around, don’t you know this rule?”

Kendra shook her head, “I don’t know, but I’m always by his side. Am I not a woman?”

“How are you the same? You’re not an outsider.” Luca said.

Kendra was touched by his words although she knew they did not treat her as an outsider from the moment they saved her child and herself.

up and bring the meal upstairs. Mr. Abel will not

It’s my fault

to see Mr. Abel throwing away the cutlery?”

made

to win your heart? Should I

food upstairs,

did not dare to eat

woke up

pain inside and he was

in deep sleep after she coaxed Quincy to sleep. Abel

up to search for his medication

“Achoo!”

the drawer. He turned

a night dress that belonged to Emmeline. It

dropped all of

you doing in my study in the middle of the night instead of staying in the guest

Abel, I’m having a fever. I heard some sound here and I just wanted to ask if there was any antipyretic,”

Let me see.” Abel searched and

“Too bad,” Abel frowned.

“There’s none?” asked Evelyn.

I’ll take