The Quadruplets Are Mine?

“Emmett is Emmett, how can he be the same?” Abel said impatiently, “Drink, alcohol can’t even make you shut up!”

“I’m just asking, how do you feel about Emmeline now?” Adrien said, “She’s such a great woman, can you really just stop loving her like that?”

“Adrien, are you done yet?” Abel said, growing impatient. “You brought me here today, if we’re just going to talk about this, Emmett and I will leave!”

“Come on, man!” Adrien stood up and grabbed him. “Can’t we change the subject?”

“Fine!” Abel muttered, picking up his glass and taking a sip.

Just the mention of Emmeline made him feel uneasy and annoyed, he couldn’t quite explain the feeling.

Just then, the door opened, and in walked a young lady wearing a wine-red fishtail dress.

The lady squeezed past Luca with a seductive sway and walked into the room.

Now Luca understood. So, the fishtail dress he had gone to such great lengths to find was being worn by this lady.

And this lady…

“Emmeline?” Abel slowly stood up from the couch.

Emmeline also rose to her feet, about to speak, when Adrien grabbed her suit jacket collar.

Emmeline looked at him and suddenly understood Adrien’s intentions.

Lizbeth to impersonate her, wearing her favorite little dress from the past, just to see how Abel

was fixed nervously

looked at the “Emmeline” walking towards him. “Are

and spoke softly. “I’m not dead. I’m back. I’ve

then threw herself into

one hand. “Emmeline, don’t

stunned, and so were Adrien, Emmeline, and

really

wasn’t like this

eyes filled with tears, “what’s wrong? Are you unhappy to see

Abel said, “that you’re

you push

Abel couldn’t explain.

and lunged at him

Abel pushed her away again, his tone cold and distant. “Sit down and let’s talk. Don’t

just a role she was playing, couldn’t help but cry for Emmeline’s pain.

not appropriate,” Abel replied, his face stiff

are in love. What’s

What happened in the past is in the past, and the present is

me

Abel remained silent.

statement left Abel in a