The Quadruplets Are Mine?

Kendra quickly went into the kitchen to grab another cutlery set for Evelyn.

“Abel, Auntie Rosaline made the stew herself. Here, have a taste,” Evelyn said as she scooped a spoonful of the stew and brought the spoon to Abel’s lips.

However, Abel got up on his feet as if he did not even notice Evelyn trying to feed him. “I’m full. Please enjoy the rest of your meal, everyone,” he said flatly.

Evelyn froze with the spoonful of stew still in her hand while Abel turned around and walked up the stairs.

“Umm…” Evelyn paled in embarrassment.

“Looks like you arrived at the wrong time,” Emmett winked at Evelyn.

“Shut up!” Evelyn lashed out at Emmett, shooting daggers with her eyes. “It’s all your fault! Why are you always hanging around Abel? Uncle Lewis and Auntie Rosaline asked me to pay Abel a visit because they were worried about him!”

“Why can’t I hang out with Abel?” Emmett asked indignantly, staring wide-eyed at Evelyn. “Who made those rules, huh?”

“Uncle and Auntie did!” Evelyn wailed in frustration. “They’re worried and unhappy that you’re always with him!”

most certainly would not

an influential family! How can Abel always be seen hanging out with a man? His reputation is at stake!” Evelyn

Emmett said angrily. “Abel and I are just the

sure you know about the rumors questioning Abel’s sexual orientation. What would people say if they

have ill intentions in the first place! Would he have four adorable children if he was

realized she had run out of arguments. Emmett had a point. A gay man could not possibly have not one,

to those nasty rumors! Abel is

like you hanging out with him.

who should conduct yourself properly!” Emmett raised her eyebrows in challenge.

listen to you?!” Evelyn shrieked. “Now that Emmeline’s dead, I’m the best candidate that

you?! Watch that mouth of yours! How do you even know Emmeline is dead?!” Emmett yelled in

known fact that she’s dead! Everyone knows!” Evelyn

guys are ridiculous!” Emmett yelled over

Uncle

get such blind confidence!” Tired of arguing

as she threw her spoon onto the table furiously. “I’m