The Quadruplets Are Mine?

“Hey!” Abel shouted in the dark, “D*mn it! Get your stinky foot off!”

He woke up Emmeline. Then, she found the emptiness beside her.

Rubbing her eyes, she realized she had turned to the other side of the bed. She hurried back and hugged Abel’s neck again.

“I want to pee,” Abel said, “Let me go.”

“No,” Emmeline answered, “I can’t let you go!”

“You want me to wet the bed?”

“Hold it until dawn. I’ll let you pee after I get up.”

“Holding pee will cause prostatitis,” Abel said helplessly, “You won’t want your future husband to be dysfunctional, right?”

“Stop teasing me,” Emmeline refuted, “You don’t even love me. How can you be my future husband?”

Abel frowned. “Whether I’ll be your future husband, I want to pee right now!”

“No.” Emmeline hugged his neck firmly. “If you run away, I won’t be able to catch you!”

“Then help me to pee, or I’ll suffocate.”

you to the bathroom.”

don’t even release me. How can I play tricks?”

limp, and his hands

around her shoulders and carried him to the bathroom. Then,

can pee now. I won’t watch you.” She turned her

Abel said, “How can I pee with my

widened. “What did you

take off my

her teeth and wanted to throw him there. But she was afraid that he would fall

“I can’t

do

arm is weak. I can’t lift it,” Abel said,

yourself!” Emmeline

but

about it, but there seemed

lifted Abel’s hand, then

while, he finally solved

him to the bed and continued to sleep

early. He did not turn over all night and felt his body