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.

you watch him for me?” Abel instructed Qin Yao. “Don’t let him fall off

“Sure thing,” Evelyn replied.

sofa and watched

eyes slightly and glanced at

shoes, take off

he want her to take off

at a loss for what to do.

daze, Emmeline started

Her shoes flew off and hit Evelyn in the

crouching down, fell to the ground with a cry. “How dare you throw

and continued to

came over with a glass

by Emmeline’s shoe, stood up and said, “Mr. Abel, this man kicked off

had

take off his shoes, but I didn’t, and

really going to argue with a drunk person?”

had waited for Abel all morning and didn’t

it,” Abel said, “I’ll carry Emmett up to the guest

seid, “Let me go

leened on

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beside her, pulling the

stood behind,

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