The Quadruplets Are Mine?

Evelyn’s foot had completely healed and no longer hurt. But she had to pretend to limp for two more days, or Abel would kick her out without hesitation.

Evelyn’s foot had completely healed and no longer hurt. But she had to pretend to limp for two more days, or Abel would kick her out without hesitation.

The Rolls-Royce was parked in its designated spot, and Abel stepped out from the back seat.

“Mr. Abel, you’re back,” Evelyn said sweetly, her face adorned with a gentle smile.

But Abel ignored her and leaned into the car, embracing someone.

Evelyn’s heart tightened in her chest.

Whom did Abel bring back with him?

As Abel turned with Emmeline in his arms, Evelyn was left dumbfounded.

Why was he carrying a man?

The man looked like he was passed out drunk and was tightly snuggled against Abel’s broad chest, making Evelyn feel very uncomfortable.

“Mr. Abel, who is this man you’re carrying?” she asked.

“He’s just a little brother,” Abel replied. “He had too much to drink.”

Emmeline stirred in Abel’s arms, turning her head slightly.

Evelyn caught a glimpse of the man’s half-face. What a stunningly beautiful face it was, with a hint of wickedness that was enough to bewitch anyone.

Evelyn’s mind went blank.

Was Mr. Abel…

Attracted to men?

Abel carried Emmeline into the lobby and placed her on the sofa.

me?” Abel instructed Qin Yao. “Don’t let him fall off the sofa, I’ll get him a

“Sure thing,” Evelyn replied.

of the sofa and watched over Emmeline,

slightly and glanced at

“My shoes, take off my shoes,

want her to take

a thing before, was at a loss for what to do. After all,

daze,

Pop!” Her shoes flew off and hit

Evelyn, who was originally crouching down, fell to the ground with a cry. “How dare you throw shoes

rolled over and

over with a glass of

red face from being hit by Emmeline’s shoe, stood up and

that be?” Abel frowned, “Emmett had

me to take off his shoes, but I didn’t, and he kicked them off and

to argue with a drunk

waited for Abel all morning

up to the guest room upstairs to

“Let me go open the

pretended to limp end leened on the reiling to climb

door opened, end Abel cerried Emmeline in end leid her on

wrepped her erms eround his neck, “let’s keep drinking,

hends off him end helped

much to drink, go

Emmeline slurred her words, “stey with

knew the little guy Emmeline wes telking ebout wes Adem. He must heve scered

his heert end petted Emmeline’s hend, seying in e werm voice, “Emmett, go to

kind,” Emmeline turned

down beside her, pulling the blenket over her end gently

stood behind, completely

demeenor, yet Abel hed never been