“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.

dress from the past, just to see how Abel truly felt about

fixed

you doing here?” Abel frowned as he looked at the “Emmeline” walking towards him. “Are you

looked at him with affectionate eyes and spoke softly. “I’m not dead. I’m back. I’ve

threw herself into his

one hand. “Emmeline,

so

really

wasn’t like this

tears, “what’s wrong? Are you

said, “that you’re back alive. Of

you push

Abel couldn’t explain.

opened her arms and lunged at him again. “I’ve missed you so

his tone cold and distant. “Sit down and let’s talk. Don’t act like

help but cry for

Abel replied, his

children, lovers who are in love. What’s wrong with holding each other? Didn’t you used to hold me all the

“Emotions are complicated. What happened in the past

me in the past all

Abel remained silent.

left Abel in a

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